Thursday, November 12, 2015

coming back

Sometimes it's hard coming back
I don't remember much. It's really disorienting when people tell you what went down andI had surgery but I remmeber nothing. 
I'm really behind. 

Part of me's like "If you waited until break you'd've been fine", but another part knows that's probably waaay wrong. 

I miss everyone a lot. I wish I was in Panto still. 
But there's always hope for next month. Hopefully Ira will let me do it, because I'm ready, and I can do it, it's just that time isn't on my side this month. I get that. Things happen. He wants me to be safe and do what's best for all the people who worked so hard. 
I gave myself a day to be salty about it, and now I'm at peace with it, mostly. I'm still hoping for december.  

adjusting is hard. I'm gonna have a lot of work to do. 
I need to gain weight again, this always happens with this. But I don't want to gain too much, that's a problem. 

Things are gonna happen, and I'm gonna have to deal.
sigh