so.
started antidepressants again. this time they seem to be doing a way better job than previously. it's nice not wanting to kill myself everyday. it's like a whole new world that's probably what other people live all the time.
so that's nice.
i also applied and was accepted for a new job. that means i'm going to be moving to the mainland. which is kind of super stressful and all that, but i don't like my current job, and this is a big opportunity.
i don't think i'm going to be advertising the area code i'm moving to, so don't bother with that. it's a big change by itself, and i'd prefer not to have to worry about random people stalking me because of my porn account.
that said, i might start writing again. the antidepressants make masturbating a struggle, but they clear my brain of a lot of the unpleasantness. i have one story outlined, and a second vaguely sorted, and a third idea that could be clearer, but is better than i've been in a year.
no promises. the world still sucks, there are still fascists out there that hate me, and people could be kinder but aren't. we'll see if i feel comfortable with this.
so, hey. here's a 2017 update before the new year. wasn't this a shitball of a year?
fucking hope next year is better.
