"Are you at the dark place?"
"Yep"
"Me too".

Hahah. Grey's. I love that show. To everyone else in that dark place: I know all that it-is-always-darkest-before-the-dawn and there-is-no-great-valley-unless-near-some-great-mountain shit sounds real hollow...
Oh but its something to hold onto. Hope I mean. And the belief that this will pass. All too soon.

This term has finally, thanfully, drawn to a close. I am very very tired. From doing nothing it seems...
I hate jc. And no, I don't think I'll change my mind. No, I never felt this way about stnicks while I was still in it...

So. June. It begins. The hardcore mugging starts now and ends... in November.
June. A Dark Place indeed... I hope I pull through. 'Cause I just won't forgive myself if I don't. I put in too much, come too far, fought too hard, lost too damn much to walk away without finishing what I set out to do. I just have to grit my teeth and freaking make it through.

On a completely more depressing note...
I am finding myself increasingly disgusted with the person I have become. And though much of the reasons stem from fucked up JC choices, I know in the end, "its my life, I'm in charge" and I am, after everything, the accomplice to my own shitty situation. It literally seems like I can't help myself.

Mugggggggging. It's the only way.