For a while now, I’ve been getting this feeling of being purely alone. With no one to talk to or no one wanting to talk to me. And it makes me really sad and it gets really bad usually in the middle of the week and progressively gets worse until about Sunday. I don’t know why I feel this way. I know there are people here for me. But I just feel alone. And I don’t like it.
Loki went from this:
and then this:
to this obviously tortured Loki
to finally this:
it becomes a lot easier to sympathize with him.
He’s just like us; he once was happy, but the…
"honey, i’m pregnant."
“hello pregnant,” he whispers, tears of joy in his eyes. “i’m dad.”
This is the first time ever that I’ve desperately wanted to talk to my therapist. I don’t have an appointment with her until next week but now that I want to talk and be honest, I really want to talk to her now.