Act One, Scene One

[pulmonaryarchery]

Had a very brief stint here on dreamwidth a few years ago where I posted very angry, dramatic, angsty writing about my life. That was back when I was in the middle of socially driving off a cliff. Does that metaphor make sense? What I'm trying to say is that instead of livejournal or my personal website, dreamwidth was my closest confidant during my big mental breakdown a few years ago, and I'm returning now that it's all settled down for good. After that couple of months, and a bunch of privated entries, I moved to livejournal for a long time. It might still be my most used website, even though I don't post there too often, spending hours just reading through other people's old entries. Since I love it so much, I was reluctant to move here even though I know there's a much bigger community here. However, the end of livejournal might be near, which is very heartbreaking for me to think about.

What you need to know about me is that I'm always "feeling lost", "trying to get my life back on track", "the worst I've ever felt", "feeling sick", "just a bit unwell these days", etc. No joke, so much of my writing over the past few years is identical. Leaving the house is very hard for me. I'm starting slow by trying to stay out of bed as much as possible (unsuccessful). If all goes to plan, I'll be going to university this August to major in forensic chemistry.

Since I was super obsessed with the band The Academy Is... the last time I was active here, I think it's fitting to include in my first entry back that I'll finally be seeing them on April 19th!