Whoever Dances is One with the Universe

There was a labyrinth up in one of the boardrooms on Von Liebig to-day. I walked it by myself and took as long as I wanted. First I took off my watch and my room keys and all of my things that belong to school and busyness and all that, and just walked. It was really, really nice.

However, I am still tired and fairly depressed, so I will be meeting the psych next week to talk about a med change/adjustment.

Also, I have approximately fifty-million meetings to-morrow (in actuality: four, although Dani is trying to coerce me into a fifth one, and I am going to try to dig my heels in). Ughhhh I hate everything and I want to sleep in the labyrinth.

I really miss my school friends right now. It has to do at least partly with this unholy terror I have that if I'm away from people for too long they'll just forget about me, or they won't want me any more--it's not really logical, it's just one of my biggest anxieties, and it's completely paralysing. Maria's friends are all visiting her over the summer--Lydia's coming next month, as is Elena, and Emily may come after that, and she had Will last week, and later on in the summer she'll visit Will and Elena and Monica.

I got to go see mhari in May, which was wonderful, but otherwise I'm going to be spending summer alone. Like always. Which, when I was still in high school and didn't really have any friends in the state, wasn't a really big deal, because it was par for the course, I never had any friends that I saw on a daily basis for a whole eight years. But now that I've spent two years of my friends being available almost all the time, I feel really, really emotionally cut off.

It's also wrapped up in the fact that I really like to be able to touch people, or else I feel distanced from them; I like to hold hands, or cuddle, or just be physically close to people, it makes me feel safer. So I don't have anybody for that (Maria is not a touchy-feely person at all), and also I'm just so scared that I'll get back to school and all my friends there will be all 'whatever, who are you, why did we even like you?'

and for some reason I'm having a depressive episode, and I haven't had one of those in about three weeks, so I'm disappointed. And there are some things going wrong with my plans for the summer; I wasn't able to get hired by any of the places I applied, so my summer job is doing odd jobs for a man at church once a week, I've had writer's block since before I came home and my poetry won't come out, so my MS is still at forty-eight pages and I'll never hit the fifty I want before I try to start sending it to publishers, and I'm only going to get rejection letters anyway, and I never have time to go to Selinsgrove to get the things I need to finish my Big Damn Art Project. And then the priest of our church [Daphne] told Mama she would give me an internship so at least I could get something official out of the summer, but she kind of reneged on that. She's giving me the connexions to meet some people, but nothing really official, and she refuses to believe I'm serious about wanting to go into the priesthood; she keeps referring to it as "[Soujin]'s discernment process" where I decide "whether she really does want to go into religion or not". I know that I want to do this. I really hate talking about it in these terms, because it feels all faux-spiritual and pretentious, but I really do feel called to do this. It feels like I'm finally making the right decision. And even if it's true that kids my age usually change their minds about their career plans and whatnot, it's still at least polite to pretend to believe me when I say this is what I want to do. It really upsets me.

And I feel like Mama's disappointed in me for not being proactive enough, but any time I have to interact with Daphne I just end up feeling so disappointed and depressed that I don't really want her help. I wish so much that I had a spiritual counsellor who didn't make me upset. I'm meeting with her husband Ed to-morrow, who was a spiritual counsellor (and is a retired priest) at Penn State for years and years, and hoping that since he's an actual human being and not an alien ambassador from planet Daphne we will possibly be able to communicate in a way that does not make me miserable, cross my fingers. I just. I want to learn how to organise a fundraiser and run a vacation bible school and pick out the week's hymns and connect the readings together with the season and current events into a big thick woven sermon. I want to learn from someone who loves God and loves the earthly church, too, someone who visits sick people and helps make prayer shawls and runs the book club and teaches Sunday school because that person wants to, but whenever I talk to Daphne she talks like it's all a huge burden that God's placed upon her and she's only doing it because she knows it's the right thing to do. I don't want to learn from someone who feels that way. I want to learn from someone who loves it.

And I want the sink to start working again and the smell of turpentine to go away and for my heart to stop hurting, and I wouldn't mind if only one of those things happened. It just feels like too much of a buildup.

Also, I have to drive to Duncannon to-morrow morning to see the doctor for my physical for my visa for Greece, and that just reminds me how scared I am to go to Greece and how maybe it's not such a good idea and I won't know anyone and my depression will come back and I won't have anyone to reach out to, and my friends will definitely forget me and I won't be able to connect to people because I'm a stranger and the wrong nationality and I'll fail all my classes or I won't be able to get the classes I need to graduate and it's going to be expensive and maybe I should just stay home-- and then I start to have a panic attack. I want to go, but I'm scared.

And really, really lonely. >_<

tl;dr Soujin is a whiny emo kid with hell of anxiety disorder, hi.

Pages written: 6 full.

Pages to go: 9 max.

Amount I currently hate Teresa of Avila: OVER NINE THOUSAND.

Amount I wish Jesus would come to me in visions and tell me what to do: A lot.

Am watching a film about Hildegard von Bingen for history class--have to say, it seems to be mostly an excuse to show off how pretty her music was.

Fair enough, really. Wow.

Edit: Just got my religion reading from Dr. Prill. It is a 17-page pdf. Goddammit.*

*I am not charmed by reading text online.

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I am getting this done on the nineteenth. I am kind of delighted and amazed.

(It's for a class. But hey. She's going to try to heal the sadness in my tissues. Possibly there will be tuning forks! She also invited me to a thing with a medium who will channel spiritual energy and give us messages from higher powers. I would SO GO if I had twenty-five dollars to drop on something that would be solely for my own personal fascination with human nature and the spirituality of others (especially in a small town like Huntingdon where most of the people are extremely conservative). Maaaan.)

Only two doctors left to get shadowing appts with, and of course they're both CAM. One I'm calling to-morrow because she was away last week, and the other is just trying to stress me out by not existing but I'll track her down anyway. >:D

I really need to get started with my journalling for this class. Oi.