Life has a really funny way of being a failure competition. Which failure is the hardest? The most recent?
Is it a downward depressive spiral if you’re already at the bottom?
For a few days I will think that I am doing better only to be right back in the shit of it before I’ve ever even left.
Cherish the good moments, don’t take them for granted.
I almost forgot why I was even recording this.
I had wanted to do a 31 days of Halloween celebration… referenced in my last post. I planned out a whole costume and movie arrangement for the whole month. I did it for October 1st and… that was it.
Life got in the way on October the 2nd, and then life got in the way on October the 3rd… and I figured after those first few days I could just catch up.
But after life got in the way for the sixth day in a row I don’t think I’ll be able to catch up. I give up.
I’m going to keep cosplaying and making costumes, I hope that I’ll never give that up.
That said: for the month of October 2025 I have failed the Halloween event.
Depression sucks, it really fucking does. No one gets it or even gives a shit to try and get it. No fucking wonder why I can’t get my work goals done, I can’t even get the minorest stupid things that I want to do for fun done.
I’m whining, I know. I’m sorry.
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