So, some pretty bad shit went down the other week in my life. One part of it wasn’t a huge deal, but the other part of it sent me into a pretty random and unpleasant depression spiral even though I tried to fight it.
We’ll touch on the first part of it (which was actually the second negative occurrence of the week). Once again, two and a half months seems to be my maximum for keeping relationships going. Ironically, my reaction wasn’t tears and sadness, it was “ughhhh I don’t have time for this, wtffffff, this is so annoying.” Now that I think about it I find it quite funny actually. Not to worry though, we decided to stay friends and I think we’re better that way. After all, he did say I could still take him shopping :D