still here, still breathing, still writing (sometimes)

[oiran]

Over the holidays, I've had a death in the family, a joyous reunion with an old friend, and a wonderful icy, slushy, dirty xmas in NYC. Prior to that, I spent ~3 years in a depressed fog from which, mostly and most thankfully, I have been granted a chemical reprieve. I did very little writing, very little getting dressed and practically no leaving the house during that time, plus my little lovebird died of old age and I broke my foot, so there's not really much more that needs to be said about the general 2005-2009 period.

I sincerely hope some of you still have me on your filters. How have you all been?

Comments

[oiran.livejournal.com]

You're someone I've thought about frequently, too. I've always really liked you, we were close, and then I just...disappeared. Depression is such a self-centered condition, and the way I treated quite a few of my friends these past several years has been incredibly selfish. I am so happy that you responded to my post - it makes me feel like I've not burned all my bridges, and it's a huge relief.

[shaggirl.livejournal.com]

You haven't burned your bridges with me at all. As I think I've mentioned, I kind of suck at keeping in touch with all of my friends, and just take for granted that we'll eventually reconnect. I am lucky that this seems to be the case more often than not. And I really would love the chance to reconnect with you. Your friendship was important to me, too. ♥