Day to Day: 9001% done.

What the hell part of "don't come into my house and crap on my floor" do people not understand? Strangers seem to be so good at only reading what they want to. In any case, that little problem has been taken care of and my safe space is no longer in danger ^-^

To be honest, I feel like crap lately. The world just seems so... intrusi\/e. High, loud voices intruding on my ears (I have REALLY sensitive hearing), partygoers imposing themselves near my sleep spot... like, if you see people clearly sleeping somewhere, that is not the place for your party. Does anyone understand "consideration" anymore? Also, parents not teaching kids to use their INDOOR voices in public and then getting bitchy when it's pointed out? Not cool. Best to just keep your legs closed if you're going to be that kind of parent. "Oh, my kid is so precious and awesome" no they're not, you're raising them to be entitled pieces of shit just like you :) :) :) It isn't about telling other people how to parent, it's about having basic consideration and decency, gdi.

Sorry, readers. I'\/e been under a ridiculous amount of mental strain lately. People I thought were my friends turn out to be traitors, mongrels imposing themselves on my safe space to spew opinion everywhere, you know. I don't take well to that sort of thing, and I can't wait until Loki and I get some progress made on some of our projects. At least then I won't feel so... meh.

I haven't been getting enough sleep lately. I'\/e also been feeling a bit alone in the world. There are... hmm, maybe 7 people who haven't betrayed or thought about betraying me lately. There's suicidal ideation, which turns to homicidal ideation (don't flatter yourselves, anons, you're not anywhere close to worth it). Burning in my chest, that spreads to my \/eins. Burning, searing hatred. It feels good at times, but most of the time, I just wish it would go away. I don't want to be that person.

I don't want to be the person who wants to end the world, y'know? That's not how I want to see myself. I'm kind to my closest of friends, usually friendly to strangers, generally don't wish anything bad for my enemies. Easy enough, right? My husband adores me, most of the time, and I try to be my absolute best for him and for those good friends, those few good friends, who idolise me. Problem is, I'm not perfection, not remotely close. I break down quite a lot, especially these days. It's a weakness and I'll work on it.

I want to think that, with the new power I'll have once we get a bit further in our projects, I'll be somewhat responsible with it. I want to think I'll be... bene\/olent. Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. But the more the world tries to make me apologise for being who I am, the less I care what becomes of them.