In which I get called out on my bullshit.
Jul. 3rd, 2012 12:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shade184Got my arse kicked by a friend tonight. It shouldn't have been necessary, but it was, and I really felt it. This person matters a lot to me, and it finally clicked tonight that my problems are destroying our friendship. Sure, not all of these problems are my immediate fault, and I could go throwing the blame around, but that won't achieve anything besides pushing me further and further away from the people I love.
Long story short, the arse kicking hurt, yeah. But it didn't harm, and it snapped me out of it, and I'm glad it happened. It's like spanking a kid, I guess. And... yeah, "kid" is a good metaphor for how in control of myself I am right now.
I think I'm going to spend some time away from the internet. Need to sort my life out. I'm going to see a doctor on Wednesday to ask about a referral for a psychologist, and a list has been made of other things that I need to do. So for now, goodnight to all of you, and I'll see you all later.
<3
Long story short, the arse kicking hurt, yeah. But it didn't harm, and it snapped me out of it, and I'm glad it happened. It's like spanking a kid, I guess. And... yeah, "kid" is a good metaphor for how in control of myself I am right now.
I think I'm going to spend some time away from the internet. Need to sort my life out. I'm going to see a doctor on Wednesday to ask about a referral for a psychologist, and a list has been made of other things that I need to do. So for now, goodnight to all of you, and I'll see you all later.
<3