I'm genuinely bummed by the end of Cohost. I've tried to be blasé about it, because I'd like to be blasé about everything, able to take the unexpected in stride. And it's not as though there wasn't plenty of advance warning! But rather than make the best use of that grace period I frittered it away and now I feel lost.

I really do like my "safe spaces" when it comes down to it. I feel as if I've not had many in my life. Partly that's my fault; I've been an extremely difficult person to be around, both online and off, and only in the last few years do I feel as though I've become tolerably civilized, though still not up to the best standards.

Now what? I still don't know. Today's been a day of dissociative fog and feeling lost.

~Chara of Pnictogen