Yeah, the rest of the day’s been nice :D

Let’s start by elaborating on what I left on at. “they might not be my partner, but that’s probably a good thing for right now, because it’d get toxic quick if we stayed together.” What’d I mean by that? Well, we’re both a little screwy in the head. We’re both mentally ill and neurodivergent. We also have a CRAP TON of trauma to sift through. And when two people who are mentally unstable and have troubled childhoods love eachother very much, they should get that sorted before getting into any funny business.

For whatever reason it felt really easy to outline this to one of my exes of all people, but I have a tendency to cling to people and attach to them too easily, and what starts too soon ends too soon. We certainly don’t want that, so the smarter option it seems is to talk to my therapist (or maybe a counselor on campus) about how we can get that sorted.

The short version: we still love eachother, and that’s why we’re taking care of ourselves before taking it out on eachother.

ANYWAY what’d I get up to this fine evening? Riverdale. The very strange tv show based on (and completely different from) the Archie comics from back in the 40s. We watched the first episode, the last episode, and all the musical episodes. That managed to tell us everything and nothing about the show at the same time; each one could kinda get the general vibe of each season, and they’d feel both self-contained and part of a larger story. I might take the plunge and watch the rest of the episodes, at some point. That was the whole night.

Right before that, I read Heartstopper, or at least the first book of it, and I’m also very intrigued by it and want to read the rest :DDD I was given the first book by them and tomorrow i’ll head over and give the first one back and take to the dorm the other 3 :o