For some reason I felt the need to kind of vent my feelings out about this to the public and thank those that have helped me with it probably without even knowing it. It’s something that I’ve dealt with a lot and just need to get out in the open so it doesn’t make me crazy by keeping it all in because that’s what tends to happen with my mind since it’s constantly churning with thoughts.

Let’s start with the basics first. High school was an amazing time for me. I was with a great group...

As those who may be reading my blog know, I have epilepsy. The typical assumption is that it’s all related to flashing lights and then there’s always jokes made about that until I explain to them that it has no relation. The term they used was partial complex epilepsy. It’s serious enough that I have to be on meds for it, yet as long as I’m on meds I never have them.

Let’s start from the beginning to explain everything. All the way back in 1999 or 2000 (can’t remember the exact year)...

So on my way to my mom's tonight I went to a local sports bar called the friendly confines with my dad. It's an amazing place, been around for 10+ years and been going to it for a very long time. It's a Chicago place and it's name comes from the Chicago cubs baseball park of the same name. They have tons of different kinds of food there as well, and probably one of my favorite meals that I've had a restaurant which is the blackened chicken alfredo. They also have dynabytes which are pretty much...

So basically tomorrow I go to my mom's for a week since my dad will be out of town. Hopefully things will get well but my mom is also in the process of possibly moving so things might get a bit busy while I'm there. Being at my mom's isn't the greatest thing ever but I get really really good meals while there so that's a good plus. Might not be able to stay up as late while there either which will kind of suck since I've been up extremely late lately.

Anime wise watched Hyouka's...

Listening to a song with that lyric yesterday reminded me of how much that quote related to my life. Ever since I switched schools in 9th grade(which was a long time ago) fitting in has been a issue for me with many groups. I tried too hard to fit in and thus felt the "jetlag". It's something I've struggled with over the years, having to change myself to make myself fit into some groups which unfortunately may have been on of the reasons that all of those previous groups fell apart. I...