well, internet people, i could jump up and down on my bed for catharsis, but you know, i just did that thing where i put myself in the shower, and showered it all off, plus some tears, because, hey, you could soak your psychological pillow, or you could just get it all out until you're done and move on, like a child. what child holds on to hurt? they just cry it out for as long as they need, and then they're okay.

it's not that bad. i could get all bitter and be like, hey, never opening up again, but y'know, actually, i'm pretty happy and comfortable with myself, 'cuz you know, what the hey. what the hey.