Sometimes I think back to when I was living in Japan and it a) feels a bit like a fever dream I cooked up and b) remember how I was just... able to do stuff. I went exploring, I moved apartments cross country by myself, I rocked up to folks and talked (awful) Japanese-
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-worrying that I'll say something stupid, or that someone hates me for X arbitrary reason. It never used to be as bad as it is now. I think I know where it started changing. Long story short: kick toxic 'friends' to the curb, ain't worth the time or energy.
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Anyway, I'd love to go back to Japan for a month or two. Revisit old haunts, see if I can bring out the Bex that got Got Shit Done™.
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I feel the same about my time in Ireland. Just feels like I was a completely different person and I miss her now that I’m back. I won’t call it home because to me, home is still Ireland. I hope you get to go back to Japan soon and that you feel better.
Kiitos. Käytämme tätä aikajanasi parantamiseen. KumoaKumoa
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I dislike making calls. It's faceless and awkward. We've never met, but your art is astounding! The emotion in it, the depth in a simple smile: that doesn't grow from nothing. You're amazing, smart, & creative. You've accomplished so much and you will find you again.
Kiitos. Käytämme tätä aikajanasi parantamiseen. KumoaKumoa
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