irl Odal Here

Howdy. Just a heads-up, you don't have to read this, it's just some serious life stuff that I need to get out of my system.

Ever since I had to move to this account, my life's been an absolute mess. I've been coping, but I don't know for how much longer. I'm afraid to let my internet life and real life get that close ever again, and so I've been having difficulty balancing the two.

I've been staying up until stupid o'clock (that's between 11pm and 1am, for those who don't speak Odal) just to get the daily chapter out to y'all, and still getting up at 6am for school. This makes me extremely crabby and short-tempered, meaning that I'm lashing out more because people keep telling me to bottle up my emotions instead of venting them in less violent ways.

And because I try to be a good person, despite how much of a liar I am, I don't hurt other people when I lash out. I hurt myself.

Today, I actually drew blood. And so today is when I'm talking to someone.

Thanks for listening, if you got this far.

~~~Odal

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