I go through these regular periods of unhappiness every three-four months. The last one happened at the end of June, and it wasn't too bad; I actually lasted five months until another one. I can feel it coming on, though, and that pisses me off.
Reading back over the down-period back in February/March, though... man. I was so desperate.
I'm trying to come up with coping mechanisms. Getting out of the house would be good -
notsolaconic,
flyingtapes or
missmollyetc, any of you guys available on Wednesday or Thursday of this week? notso, we could go check out that tattoo parlor, mebbe...
I also need to focus on doing something professionally - I think that's my biggest concern at the moment. I'm feeling pretty okay with myself as a person. I looked in the mirror the other day and kind of went "Eh," because I don't worry so much about my looks anymore; I'm settling into the idea of being asexual and not looking for a relationship. That was a big, wonderful revelation to me. I don't
have to look for that sort of thing or pick at myself about it. Likewise, I'm becoming more and more okay with who I am in terms of personality. It's okay if some people don't like me - there are definitely people who do, and I'm pretty solid with myself.
I don't, however, feel okay with not doing anything that furthers my potential career. I didn't wind up going to a comic book show yesterday at the Memorial Coliseum... I had planned on going and thought about it and then didn't. I have a tendency to talk myself out of going places when I don't have anyone to go
with. I need to find a goddamned artist and get this shit together, dammit. I'm still learning the drums, but any actual music is a long ways off. I've set The Book aside while I wrote the Epic, but even if I picked that back up, it'd be a long, long ways off, too. So, comics it is.
*thinks happy thoughts*