my room. gentleness
and that i actually cried a little bit today, i almost never do. i guess im thankful that i'm blessed enough to have strong enough emotions to feel strongly enough to be miserable and still keep going.
thankful that i'm not alone in feeling this way. thankful that i'm a member of communities, far and wide, even with people i've never met who will be here for me.
thankful for a warm room and food and spliffs to ease a hurting day. i don't even know why i felt so bad today. nothing triggered me. nothing set me off. i've just lay in bed and cried all day. haven't done that in 2 years..
*edit* and i'm grateful for it. it's hard to cry.