I'm getting better at coping. I used to force myself to continue my activities when I felt a discrepency coming on, I used to ignore them, pretend they weren't creeping up on me. But they pass faster if they're acknowledged and they pass faster if I stop and they pass faster if I leave and I hide. So I do and I'm right and now I'm okay.

I almost feel that now that I'm back in NY and seeing everyone again, people I haven't really seen for a year, I feel like I'm going through a 12 step program of re-assimulation, or something. It's kind of fun, but painful at the same time, because people I was once so close to are now so far away and it pains me to see that space.