I feel like a parrot. But it’s true, my macbook was stolen from my school while I was on my lunch break. I have no idea yet what this might mean for my mental health, for my work and for my economy, I just hope they wipe it clean, try to sell it on even though it’s faulty so that I don’t have to deal with stalking and threats again.
I’m going to probably have to put my webcomic on hold for a while and not do any of whatever else I said I’d do. I’ll probably also go on an unfollow binge and cut out everything that might trigger me - I can’t get tumblr savior to work, but I’ll remember all my favorite blogs when I’m in my happy place again. All I want right now is to eat chocolates in a great big room where the world is a different place.