Great News, Bad News

Great news: I'm back home for the next week and a half. Y'all have no idea how wonderful it is to be back.

Bad news: I had a long chat with him last night and now I'm fucking exhausted and up at 5:00 (3:00 my time; my body's not on central time yet) and can't get my mind on anything else. It opened up doors that I had barely managed to close, and it hurts like hell. I feel almost like I'm right back where I was months ago. It's a circle I was tired of trodding.

It still hurts. Eight months now and and counting. Still waiting for normalcy...