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Fuck I was thinner back then!I just paid my fee for attending NOWSA.

I have to say, that I am really really really nervous about tomorrow. The indications are that there is little for me to be worried about, really, but my body still remembers the last time I went to NOWSA (and the aftermath). I know that most of this is probably just my anxiety disorder playing up (it did all last week) but that doesn't help me much.

I currently stay away from the Women's Space at NUSA not because I don't believe myself to be woman (I DO), but because it's simpler, less stressful, and doesn't make anyone else comfortable. I feel weary and tired already, because this is a battle I've fought before, and it wears me out.

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I'm concerned that without a car or moped, I have no short term social life, or do so only if I commit to walking 6/12 km home afterwards, or catching a taxi
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I think I had too great fears - Epilepsy and the Dark.

I had epileptic seizures intermittently in my childhood, and regularly from years 8 to 18. It was something that just took control of my life. I've done a comic about this.

I had my fear of the dark well until I was 22. What cured me was riding home on my bicycle from a party held in Kalamunda after midnight with a friend. This was just after seeing Alien for the first time and it was still vivid in my mind. Haven't feared the dark at all since then, and often it seems like a friend.

 

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Sep. 21st, 2008 10:23 am
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I went out for an early shopping this morning (Sunday). I went to Cardiff, returned some library stuff down the chute, caught a bus back to Glendale, shopped quickly in Coles and caught the bus home. I left about 8:05am and got home by 10:10am.

And yet, I feel totally upset. I'm not sure why. It's Spring Equinox today and I just feel fucked,

Is it that (though because of my hearing difficulties I'm not sure) because Kevin's girlfriend might have been referring to me as "he"? IS it a mild panic attack over the possibility of being accosted at the end of my street while coming home with groceries (happened twice in the last three weeks)? Is it that for some reason I've stopped  making web comics? Is it that after two months, I still haven't sorted out what my values are? Or is it something else?

I don't know, but I probably need to sit out the back with the dogs and have a ponder.

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I just had an attack of road rage. For a while I absolutely wanted to ram another car full of teenage yobs and kill them. I'm not exagerating - that's exactly what I felt.

The Story )

I'm calm now, but this has scared the living shit out of me. I feel terribly terribly unstable. I don't know if all of a sudden I'll feel absolute fits of depression and grief, or uncontrolable rage. The last time I felt the latter, I chased idiot kids up street with a wheelie bin axle. I don't want to be this way. It worries me.

I know what sort of day this is, 'cause I've had 'em before. It's the sort of day when, if you phone friends or go to see them, they're not there; when you go to a counsellor, they're booked out for two weeks. I had originally come out to do the RTA and print of some more Tarot flyers at the uni. Maybe I should just go home.

I just feel absolutely fucked today. What's happening to my emotions.

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