yamasagi said...

... I shouldn't be afraid of talking to my family.
But I am.
I know they're waiting for me to call and let myself being torn to shreds.
Which I probably deserve.
Still, needless to say, I can't bring myself to act.
Right now, it very much looks like my birthday won't take place, apart from the usual lil' celebration with my beloved fiance. Which is always wonderful, hell yes, but y'know... something will be missing, that's for sure.
Actually, I would've loved to get down there, sit on the veranda, talk, laugh, drink and have barbecue and cake, like in the good old times.
That would've been a riot.
Alas, it won't happen.
And it's all my fault.
I'm such a motherfucking failure it's almost funny.
Almost.