how is it that i can absolutely fine one minute, laughing along at vince noir’s witty comments and gorgeous mirror ball-suit, only to collapse completely the next, falling into one of those deep dark holes inside myself and not wanting to talk to anyone, or even breathe. where does it all come from? why can’t i stay in one mood for more than the same time it takes most people to have a cup of tea? angela says magnesium tablets are good for balancing your mood swings, i might have to try that. not only is it exhausting for me not knowing how i’m going to feel in the next half hour, but it’s also hard for the people around me when i can swing from nice and normal to “don’t touch me, i might explode”. yep, we really need to do something about this.

meanhwile, i’m finding stuff like this very exciting:

pretty…