So, this day has not gone as planned. The plan was to catch up with some of my studies, clean the house after the masons had been there, and maybe draw a little and be productive.
What happened was the biggest sob-day i’ve had in a while. I guess i needed it, i still feel like there’s more i need to let out (meaning i still feel like utter shit), but i just had to pull myself back together and get back home (i escaped to my mum’s house earlier today, where she’ll live for less than a month before she’s moving). I try to stay postivie, and usually it works, but some days is just too much. I even went to the store in my pyjamas without realising.