my blue

Waiting for the paracetamol to kick in. 🤖

sore knees and a twitch in my neck and I can’t sleep. 👎

catch up with work bestie was lovely!

anyways I need to blow dry my hair and get ready. I feel a little lighter already.

I need someone I can trust with all of my secrets.

the last time my life fell apart like this I deleted my old tumblr and cut off a bunch of people and was able to journal myself out of killing myself. I’m not sure what to do this time. lately when I journal I just keep lying. maybe I should throw caution to the wind and tell everyone all my secrets and see if that helps.

anyways I’m having some gay ass boba with my bisexual coworker and that will have to be enough this pride month. this time last year I didn’t think I’d ever be out to anyone. and here I am not only out to someone but she’s also bisexual and wants to be my friend? there’s a lot to be grateful for if I can life my head up for once.

Feeling incredibly stifled this pride month. is it just me or does everyone in the world seem way less accepting than like a year ago? just when I think I’ve made in roads with my family about coming out they’ll say something and I go oh fucking great! I’m gonna suffocate in the closet!