i've had a rough and pretty terrible last little while.
i won't really go into it, but i've been letting go of a lot, and giving up hope.
i detest myself for doing so, but all of the fight has gone out of me. i'm sad, and despise how hopeless i feel. but it seemed like trying to overcome it just made me feel it more acutely...so i've just stopped.
i don't know how often i'll be writing from here on out, because there's not a lot of point. i just figured i'd be honest.