Twitching

Acht. So, yesterday while raking leaves my Prom date from junior year showed up with his college roomate to say hi. He has changed infinitly. Instead of the haircut he had since 2nd grade, he had let it grow out rather more stylishly. Its odd what time does to people.

And. Fedya and I... Well, I suppose we are "going out". I hate labeling something like that. All I know is that he hugs very well, and that he is infinitely too good for me. I feel like I don't deserve this, but I really am grateful for a chance. I feel very happy with him, and normal.

I've been so well balanced for such a long time, and by long time I mean since I got back from Chile. I haven't cried nearly as much as I did during my exchange, or even before. I feel happy. I have more energy than I ever did before, and it's quite fabulous!! The only thing that worries me, is that little twitch that comes from my "heart of darkness" (excuse my AP english allusion), that is never quite satisfied with who I am. Ufff, damn twitch, damn body image, damn it all. But I'm ok.

I miss Katinka. Argh.

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