At the start of yoga class today, my instructor hugged me really tight for a really long time and then I collapsed into a snotty puddle of ugly crying since I'm a tiny bit of a mess right now and trying to hide behind a new super old fandom to pretend like nothing is wrong (i.e., my usual m.o.), and then she hugged me again after, and I didn't burst into tears this time, which I think is an improvement. I think it was the super extended pigeon poses. Class was about being kind to ourselves, so I took the advice and gave myself a latte and a slice of lemon cake, which I'm eating right now. Also, I think when I get back from my travels, I'm going to look for a new job. I can't do much about my family, but holy smokes why I am still in this job?
Also, this happened:
My mom goes into the kitchen, leaving her hazelnut frappucino unguarded, little suspecting that at that very moment, a ninja cat with a sweet tooth was on the prowl.
Me: Jeeeeeed Nononononononono
Mom: What's he into?
Me: ...nothing
Mom: Do I need a new straw?
Me: Nooooooo, your straw's safe...
Mom: Then what.... Jed!
Jed *busy licking whipped cream halo from his face*
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