Buttercup Buildup

I am feeling better. I had a 2 hour dance class/rehearsal tonight and I always feel better after that. When am I going to remember? Dancing makes me feel good! 

Some things are still fucked up and I still yelled at literally everyone who crossed my path today and spent a whole lotta time crying and biting my hands, but there are things I can change and things I just have to accept. Some people, no matter how much I like them, just don’t like me and don’t want to be around me. This is okay. It sucks, but I can’t force people to be my friend. 

My car was at the dealership all damn day (oh don’t worry, I yelled/spoke sternly to them!) so my plan to drop my car off, come home and have a shower with tons of time before class didn’t pan out. As such, I’m what you look like when you don’t shower for 4 days. Plus, 2 hours of dancing (in corsets and heels!) with no stretching afterwards (we forgot; we were talking about a lot of last minute stuff for Saturday’s show) means I’m having the longest, hottest, most self-indulgent bath EVAR right now. (well, not right now. I’m not in the tub, typing this. I’m going in a minute…)

I have tomorrow and Friday off and all my costuming for Saturday is done. I’m doing stuff just for me in an epic self-care stylee until then.