hannelore

I'm not online very much anymore. It's depressing, and unfortunately, it doesn't mean that I'm getting out of the house more often. It just means ... I'm not online.

See, I'm a bit agoraphobic. The idea of going outside, having to deal with crowded places, and people I don't know gives me the most horrendous panic attacks. Sometimes it doesn't. But most of the time, most of the time it does.

And my dad doesn't have internet at his place because he's not allowed to use the internet again until May 9th, so I don't have the internet unless I go outside. Which doesn't happen.

Pretty much, I stay home, watch the many DVDs my dad owns, and read romance novels I manage to pick up on days I do go out, and when I have money.

I don't really know why I'm telling any of this to you lot, maybe to update the people who give a shit. If they even really do. I'm just person behind a computer to most of you. None of you are really invested in my well-being, or anything.

Whatever.

I'm alive. Nothing else really matters.