I just need to pointlessramble. with a little bit of cheesiness thrown in, for good measure. 

I found Glee to be more than a little trigger-y & I probably should’ve stopped watching because I was in public (at a gym, nonetheless), but I figured I’d regret not finishing the episode, so I kept watching & then waited till I got in the parking garage to cry ugly tears. And crowded parking garages set off my anxiety really bad, so of course the parking garage was packed & it took about 20 minutes to get out. And there were drunk people walking around everywhere outside & that caused me to have flashbacks of this really bad panic attack+subsequent fight Chris & I had last year when I had to go pick him up when the bars closed.

But now I’m at home & there are rats crawling all over me & everything feels a lot happier & I just wanted to say I really love you all & I appreciate you & you really mean a lot to me. Because sometimes it doesn’t really feel like I have a lot to be grateful for, but I do, & you’re all very special even if you don’t always feel like it & I wish I could do more than send you messages & poorly-illustrated Christmas cards & post silly rat photos.