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There's good news. You don't have to believe in something for the actions to have an effect. I stopped by the what-do-you-call-it store where the witch at the counter explained how to smudge my apartment. I left with some nice rocks, a bundle of sage, and the suggestion that burning myself sucks and to be careful.

Now I still have all this crap I probably don't want taking up the entire living room. But now that it's all been smudged, I feel like I have accepted it instead of having it inflicted upon me. It actually sucks less to be here now.

I have a new therapist. It's really not a great fit. It's not awful, and it is a new relationship. But I need her to like me. Not necessarily personally, but as a person. I'm telling this woman things that my brain put in a box marked "Do Not Open Until: Never-Ever", if she doesn't like me as a person, she's going to see me as a monster.

I used "periodicity" in a sentence in real life.

Peach pie is really kind of unpleasant. Peach pie made with early peaches when they're crunchy like applies... really really unpleasant.

I found a solution to my problem with my various bags. I have a cubby shelf thing. It's perfectly sized for messenger bags and backpacks and purses to have their own spaces.