island on the coast

Why is it that I only have something to say when I’m supposed to be doing something else?….

I keep having vivid dreams about seemingly random people.

I’m not sure why.

I feel stuck in my own head, anxiety preventing me from going places, joining clubs, looking people in the eyes.

I keep telling myself to take baby steps.

Honestly I’m in a much better place than I have been.

I’ve learned a lot about myself coming up from the dark times.

Let’s hope it stays that way. 🙂

I’m alone almost all the time, I don’t even really mind…but I can feel myself retreating to an unhealthy place.

In other news,

Native American studies really gets to me.

After class I have to do something to release all of the tension, the sadness.

It’s heavy, and just keeps getting heavier.

I’m glad I took it, but when I’m in a fragile mental state, I’m in tears for 30 minutes about massacres that happened in the 1800s.

I still feel sort of crazy.

but not too crazy.

Phoebe