Some parts of this is rather sombering, just so you know. Not the most cheerful update. It's a little bit embarrassing really.
Anyway, so the visit from my parents went okay. Mum went about poking her nose in my everything around the flat, and couldn't leave it well-enough alone, which was expected. Despite cleaning and trying to get it presentable, she had shit to poke around in and comment on.
But other than that, we went out for dinner (on Saturday) at a local restaurant with excellent fondue that we've been to a few times before. We also had some nice tapas (Friday), drinks and wine with a cheese platter and snacks for a movie (Friday) and an episode of Midsomer Murders (Saturday) over the weekend. We've also sorted out my life a bit, or well, begun to at least. I've had a hard time the last few years due to some rather unpleasant experiences. It's lead to me slipping away a bit, socially and in emotional health. I haven't been doing that well, and right now I'm in a tight spot financially and overall, mentally. I'll be saying up my flat and moving back to my parents for a while, and I might be going over to my second oldest brother and his wife for a gap year, so to speak. They live in Australia atm, but they don't know yet if their visa will be extended, so I might end up in Canada. All in all, some changes will be made. I'm rather tired, to be honest. And unhealthy. It'll be good, I think, and it's a relief to have the support and the knowledge that I'm at least starting on the road to recovery.
Sorry, that got unexpectedly serious and depressing. It's really not. It feels good - better - at least to me. That it's changing. I won't go into details. No one's pain should be considered insignificant or worth less than someone else's, but I feel that way, because I know so many people who've gone through worse and without the support I have available. It makes it uncomfortable for me to admit I have a problem. Which is why it took so long for me to acknowledge. Anyway, that's that. I'm getting by, and I've got hope it'll get better.
Sooo, that unfortunate dip into seriousness aside, the date I had went well. I will probably see him again, though for a number of reasons it'll probably not amount to anything. But it's sort of nice all the same. I need to know I can do it still. Anyway, I'm meeting up with my friend Markus this week as well. It'll be fun; he's coming over for some beers and Game Cube. Looking forward to it! I've been a bit too stressed out from the things this weekend brought up (I love ignoring stuff in the hopes it goes away, then it punches me in the face), so some fun is just what I need. Yay distractions!
That said, I've started drawing again. It feels amazing. It never feels right when I can't even manage a doodle. I'm thinking of drawing more of my House Trek comic, and maybe updating some other stuff that's been on the back burner for so long. We'll see.
Anyway, hope you guys are doing well! I'm feeling the consequences of not being active on here for a while. I don't get many comments on my art anymore, which is a bummer, but not surprising due to my inconsistency. Also I jump between fandoms quite a bit, there's that. LOL.
So yeah, again, hope things are good with you. I'm getting there!