So, I pretty much have the best friends on the planet. Went to Findlay's last night, and save for one rough patch with some crying and talking, it was a rousing success. Hurray for delaying gratification and respecting boundaries and myself. Dude, I am super excellent.
Also, have a gold star system with Kathleen, each day I don't cut is a gold star day. I'm on day 8.
Why my life is excellent: in light of recent events and me being all morose-like, my friends Jessi and Meredith decided to cheer me up. They did so by ambushing me in one of the academic buildings, blindfolding me, walking me back to res and making me dress as a superhero. I then had to save a teddy bear from Meredith's clutches, and there was running willy-nilly around my residence and running into my Philosophy prof while Meredith was headbutting me with a teddy bear and it was wonderful. There was also a photoshoot, and Jessi took 500 pictures and it was pretty excellent.
Today is a good day. Dear future self: keep the past 24 hours in mind if you ever feel like you need a reason for living.
Post Script: image taken by Findlay, features Dom and I.
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