Explanation
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sagesariaThanks to Mom, Tilly and Ekaiyu for replying to my post last night. I'm feeling much better and ready to talk.
Since about a week before Katsucon, I was really depressed. Really depressed. Before the con, it was just "I want it to be summer...*whine*" depressed, but after the con it became "Kleenex and chocolate! NOW!" depressed. In the mornings I was fine, but after lunch, I crashed emotionally, once to the point of actually crying during sixth period.
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maugorn thinks that it might be post-con depression because I didn't really make any new friends or talk to many people (except cellophanefuji, but I only saw her briefly). But here's what *I* think it is, since I had time to think over the weekend;
coreybear has been really busy since the beginning of the semester, and has only been upstairs with me and Heather once or twice this semester. We've kept trying to get her to come up soon, but things have always been getting in the way.
This lack of Corey's presence has affected me in two ways;
1. I've been alone with Heather practically every day, which is more stressful than school itself.
2. I've been starting to really really REALLY miss Corey, and the paranoid, pessimistic side of my brain was starting to think that she was avoiding us.
So after figuring this out, I sent an email to Corey telling her this. Thus the crying. Actually I was crying before hand because I was thinking about why I was depressed. But still....
This morning I got a reply; she's not avoiding us (that's the FIRST thing she said in her reply. Smart Corey!) and she's gonna try to come up to visit tomorrow morning or on Thursday.
So I'm feeling much better now. Thanks again everyone! *huggz*
Since about a week before Katsucon, I was really depressed. Really depressed. Before the con, it was just "I want it to be summer...*whine*" depressed, but after the con it became "Kleenex and chocolate! NOW!" depressed. In the mornings I was fine, but after lunch, I crashed emotionally, once to the point of actually crying during sixth period.
maugorn thinks that it might be post-con depression because I didn't really make any new friends or talk to many people (except cellophanefuji, but I only saw her briefly). But here's what *I* think it is, since I had time to think over the weekend;coreybear has been really busy since the beginning of the semester, and has only been upstairs with me and Heather once or twice this semester. We've kept trying to get her to come up soon, but things have always been getting in the way.This lack of Corey's presence has affected me in two ways;
1. I've been alone with Heather practically every day, which is more stressful than school itself.
2. I've been starting to really really REALLY miss Corey, and the paranoid, pessimistic side of my brain was starting to think that she was avoiding us.
So after figuring this out, I sent an email to Corey telling her this. Thus the crying. Actually I was crying before hand because I was thinking about why I was depressed. But still....
This morning I got a reply; she's not avoiding us (that's the FIRST thing she said in her reply. Smart Corey!) and she's gonna try to come up to visit tomorrow morning or on Thursday.
So I'm feeling much better now. Thanks again everyone! *huggz*
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Date: 2005-03-02 07:45 am (UTC)Or Mew.
No need for the formality of Ekaiyu. =)
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Date: 2005-03-02 03:43 pm (UTC)There are people many times your age who are *not* yet capable of the kind of introspection and honesty that led you to be able to diagram and get in touch with what you are feeling. Dang! I can't imagine how lucky your friends and loved ones are going to be as you grow and grow more skilled at this, or how good YOUR life can be with that kind of self-honesty.
Seriously weeping with pride.