Am I allowed to discard it if such a person doesn't exist, Mr Official Mail?
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Had to un-redirect my account because Mastodon is kinda broken sometimes. Needless to say, I've moved over to @makyo ! Please find me there.
Every now and then I'm reminded that I'm just kinda...forever cut off from a friend with no recourse due to the vagaries of Masto and instances. Sigh.
Something positive, though! I talked a bit about GRS in the plaza tonight, and answered a surprising number of questions. It was fun just talking openly with genuinely curious people (even if a lot of it was whispers).
I think part of what's got me thinky today is that earlier this week, a friend reappeared after an absence explaining that he'd had a heart attack, and then today I got an email that a different acquaintance had passed away, and like
Dang, getting older. Death is becoming less of a shocking event over time.
I don't know where the latter comes from. I'm not depressed or hypomanic, just constantly daydreaming about the heights is pleasure I could reach by what no stop it that's so much bullshit :P
The lesser, weirder one is a positive, dreamy feeling which presents as being -absolutely convinced- that flames would feel like a cool breeze or blades like silk being dragged across skin, and that the loss of blood would be balletic and graceful, filled with radial symmetries unaffected by gravity and nigh orgasmic release. Ecstatic images accompany: stars, spirals, impossible and achingly beautiful curves...
Which is all so dumb I snap out of it
I seem to have to phases to SI, internally. The first and more dangerous is the one borne out of depression, the "I'm really sick but no one will believe me, so I'd better be visibly injured so that I have permission to feel bad". It's super insidious because it has a sort of twisted logic to it. "Of course I can feel bad now, I'm hurt! Before, I was just lying. You could see me, there was nothing wrong."
Fell -hard- on the steps today and my everything hurts
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