This past weekend, I made it through one of the big bosses in act 3 of Baulder’s Gate. I wept like a child over Karlach’s monologue about how she still feels empty after killing the guy who sold her to devils, and it didn’t change the fact that she was going to die. What’s the point of it all?
Six hours ago, I did my first round of IPL hair removal. It hurt so badly, I wept. The attendant who did the procedure was so amazingly kind and supportive emotionally that it made me cry even more. Sorry it wasn’t a cry with deeper meaning. 🤣 For me it was deep, because it was my first step towards doing something - anything - for my body, of my own volition. 🩵