Today has been a day of trying to process my brain finding a really lovely, large piece of baggage I'd managed to bury while also dealing with a weather headache so that's fun.

I'd try to write a journal entry or something but it's honestly another 'literally the only way to make this make any sense outside my own head is to have a two hour conversation with someone Explaining What The Actual Fuck' so instead I sulked and listened to angry country music

(theoretically I could talk to B about it since they were actually around for all of it but I not-totally-jokingly kind of fear that someday one of those conversations might lead them to actually tracking NE down to Have Words)

I don't have much coherence but I know this mire