So, the anniversary came and went. It wasn't so bad, as I was able to keep the monster in the basement pretty successfully this year. It's always an interesting process to keep the sorrow all bottled up down there, while only allowing myself an occasional peek at the still black pit of sorrow and loss.

Speaking of which, I'm pretty sad today, mourning the person I once was and wishing I was not the person I am.

Peace. Someone needs to have some.