ghanimasun (
ghanimasun) wrote2011-12-18 11:46 pm
all in one
- I finished watching the UK show Black Books today. I had been meaning to watch it for a while, but just discovered it was on Netflix recently, so that made it quite easy to breeze through. It's a funny show and I'm glad I finally got to see it.
- I tried to dye my hair today. I say try because most of it didn't actually turn out dyed. Parts of it are redder but mostly it's still just the same old brown that it was before.
- I've found myself incredibly depressed often lately. No significant explanations for this, but sometimes a bunch of little things end up making me feel like shit and everything terrible.
- I watched the two episodes of a UK program called Black Mirror tonight. Interesting and disturbing at the same time.
- Apparently the new Sherlock season begins January 1. Despite the fact that I am completely irrationally invested in the Sherlock/John ship, I am not excited. I'm mostly worried and stressed. Reasons being: I don't trust Moffat in any way and expect there to be at least some amounts of gross sexism; and also the likelihood (which seems to be an almost certainty) of a Sherlock/Irene romantic relationship is inappropriately upsetting to me. Although I have considered making long wanky posts about this whole mess, since it's so close to finally airing, I'm just going to not bother and wait till I actually see the new season to comment on Sherlock much more.
- I tried to dye my hair today. I say try because most of it didn't actually turn out dyed. Parts of it are redder but mostly it's still just the same old brown that it was before.
- I've found myself incredibly depressed often lately. No significant explanations for this, but sometimes a bunch of little things end up making me feel like shit and everything terrible.
- I watched the two episodes of a UK program called Black Mirror tonight. Interesting and disturbing at the same time.
- Apparently the new Sherlock season begins January 1. Despite the fact that I am completely irrationally invested in the Sherlock/John ship, I am not excited. I'm mostly worried and stressed. Reasons being: I don't trust Moffat in any way and expect there to be at least some amounts of gross sexism; and also the likelihood (which seems to be an almost certainty) of a Sherlock/Irene romantic relationship is inappropriately upsetting to me. Although I have considered making long wanky posts about this whole mess, since it's so close to finally airing, I'm just going to not bother and wait till I actually see the new season to comment on Sherlock much more.

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Actually christmas stuff doesn't bother me at all, and I usually kind of like it. (I think this probably has at least something to do with the fact that I don't have much family to deal with and therefore a lot less drama).
The lack of daylight definitely fucks me up though. Can't wait for the days to start getting longer.
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I did some very angry writing about it and it seems to have helped. I think it just needed to get out, and I never allowed myself to do that before. It was surreal, as everything concerning the kid is, b/c I was letting myself be angry with myself in order to forgive myself. And I had to take it gracefully and not get angry back. You know? Of course not, b/c it doesn't even make sense to me ;) But that's self-parenting; stuff you didn't get when you needed it, that you can't go back and re-do, and that it's inappropriate to recreate by nonconsenually involving other people in your emotional drama (literally drama, as in a play, as in "acting out"). But like I said, I think it helped, b/c I no longer am feeling rage and melancholy and self-pity. I just feel tired.
In all honesty, I expect I'll still feel rather solemn. These things aren't fixed in a day. But I'm hoping at least I won't be sullen, withdrawn and self-loathing. It will probably take a couple more years to really feel improvement. But after--what? a decade?--away from him, to finally address this was satisfying.
There. Now everyone who reads your journal for fandom stuff knows about the emotional problems of the inner child of a complete stranger. Annnnd I just noticed it's a public post, so I may be deleting this after a bit. Fair warning.