(from Harry’s POV)
Yes, you read the title right.
I’ve been waking up and choosing to fight since last 2 weeks and I’ve been feeling shitty cause well, my mood in the morning decides my day and my days have been shitty since 2 weeks. (no surprises there)
Idk, It’s just those weeks after my best friend passed away. (chandler is my best friend and I wouldn’t consider him anything else) I still don’t want to talk about him, so moving on.
Yeah, so after that, it’s just been shitty because I’ve been sick and weak and depressed and filled with resentment and a huge pile of mess on “that” chair. (yes, that chair in your room where you pile up all the used clothes which aren’t dirty enough to go to laundry basket and not fresh enough to go to the cupboard)
So while I’ve been lying on that chair all messy, I decided to go to the Era’s tour and sat silently on my seat and cried. If I were alone I would have had a dance party in the middle of the theater, but I wasn’t, so yeah, I sat quietly pretending to be an undercover new swiftie.
I went out to my favorite pub as well and balled my eyes out.
I made an angry playlist which has been amplifying my feels, so I decided to trash it, after one hour conversation with my therapist and made a happy playlist to soothe my anxiety. (hoping it works)
I’m just angry at everything and everyone for taking away my best friend and also for taking away Ginny and for not having control in situations (blehhhh! arghhhhh!!! and grrrrrr!!) The intensity has reduced with time, so now I’m just 10% angry but still I’m angry.
But anyway, it’s time for some change.
So I’ve decided to be silly instead. ’cause it’s my life, my words and my mood.
So please refer to me as that awkward girl in glasses who dances oh so awkwardly in her room because I’ve decided to send the tiny hulk to hibernation, until someone decides to wake it up, then it’s just SMASH!
: P
rachana rajan <3 