Proven wrong (in a nice way)
| Date posted: | 9/4/2025 |
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| Current mood: | Alright. |
| Listening to: | Body Behavior - Deafheaven |
Today really wasn’t as bad as I was expecting last night (and this morning). What the fuck?
It’s such a disorienting thing, honestly.. To be helpless to your own irrational fears and feelings in a twisted way of protecting yourself, just to be proven wrong in the slowest, gentlest ways possible. I can never get used to it!
Like.. I was dreading working my shift alone(-ish, someone would still be there to guide me, but they were a lot less involved) today. I always get in trouble at work, so I can’t help but expect it… But today seemingly went without a hitch.
I was worrying over interacting with my classmates, too. But I didn’t even have to DM them first. They replied to a silly note I made on Instagram regarding my art, and they complimented me about it!! Like what!! That’s insane!! Oh my god!!
(..They compared my art to Decalius. I’m not sure if they even listen to them or if they just remembered that I listened to metal and brought it up, but either way I’m pretty honored. A person after my own heart, really.)
A cruel part of me feels strangely disappointed, but..
I hope I’m not jinxing it. I hope I can be proven wrong again.
To hell with my dreadful instincts— I want to be happy!