I’ve not been writing consistently on here lately and I need to get back into it, because it does me a lot of good.
Tonight I am feeling something building in me, I don’t know what, but I can feel myself expanding inside my chest, and I don’t know why. Nothing has happened today that has stressed me out particularly, but I can feel that later I will likely have a major period of dissociation or possibly a panic attack. I hate knowing that it’s coming, because I don’t really know what to do about it. I’ll probably watch a teen comedy because that usually helps. I don’t know.
On a different note, today I did some stained glass making, which was great, even though my hands are a bit shredded now. I love glass art, it’s so beautiful. I love all the colours. To be honest, I just love colour. It’s so interesting.