vanitashaze

It’s weird how the platform dictates posting habits — I used to post fairly regularly ish on LJ back in the day when that was just how things went, but ever since using Tumblr I’ve gotten into the habit of just reblogging other people’s content and not creating my own. Possibly because my life is... uh, not that interesting. Bad brains mean that I’m largely withdrawing from the world even as I’m trying hard not to, but I just don’t have the energy to do much other than function and go to work in the evenings and write Atlas and occasionally do the social thing and go to physical therapy and brain therapy, which as I write it I realize is a lot, but I still can’t shake the feeling that I should be doing more. I used to be able to do a lot more. It feels weird to say I’m still in mourning for who I used to be and the life I led, because a) I wasn’t happy then either, and b) I’m actually better than I was even last year, if not back to where I was. I want to believe that I can get to a place where I’m satisfied with my life. Is that so much to ask of the universe? Or of myself?

In exciting news, I might be going back to school in the fall, though! I’m strongly considering becoming an occupational therapy assistant. So that’s cool.