Yesterday was really hard. To the point that I text Zane shortly before coming home asking if I could have a hug when I got there. And that was after having a minor break down in my car at the bank… ok… a not so minor break down, but we’ll gloss over that part because I’m not weak and I can handle everything and keep my shit together even though it feels like I can’t.

Screw you, Emotions. Get back into the bottle where you belong.

Of course Zane gave me a hug when I got home and asked if everything was alright, which made me feel all safe and cared for so I totally broke down (again…) and cried on his shoulder while I let go of all of the stress and overwhelming pressure of feeling like I had no control because Life isn’t going according to the plan that I laid out for it.

How dare it not follow my master plan for world domination!?!?!

So really, yesterday didn’t suck all that bad. It was my perspective of it. And after a really long talk full of cuddling I felt better, cleaner. And incredibly ready to ignore the world for a while.

So this was my remedy for having a rough day.

Home made bread for grilled cheese sandwiches, home made cheesy fries, banana chips, some doritos… I even broke down and got Jamaican kola which I haven’t had in like… three years. And of course 16 hours of monster slaying because everything is better with death and destruction.

No regrets. Not a single letter.

I’ll write more later. Just wanted to share that yesterday was hard, I make it through it, and my night did end up getting better.