The Return of the Alpha

I was cooking myself some sausages and was bored, so I wanted to make a blog post about my thoughts on the BL manga Love Bites which I've been binging, but I got distracted reading my old posts. I remember being really sad one time when going through my old diaries, because I spoke in such an unusual way. I didn't care at all if anyone read my entries, I felt no shame, and I didn't mask at all. I thought I'd lost it; that adolescence destroys that part of you and forces you to be serious and proper forever. But as I was reading my posts, I realized I was wrong. I'm still the same socially inept dork from 10 years ago. I think a huge part of that is thanks to YOU, for always letting me be myself. It just made me so happy to read through what I had written on this blog. I was going to say something else... oh yes. I remember when I watched Doukyusei (I don't even know how to spell it (just checked and it's correct mwahaha) and I was so sad. Like, contemplating suicide for the first time in years sad. I also read through lots of my more... cough cough... political posts and cringed so hard. It was so clear I was moody because too many people on Twitter had argued with me, and I felt like becoming an evil anti-leftism freakazoid. I still agree with all my points, but the way I articulated it is so... bleh. Very condescending. I even wrote about how leftists look down on other people... while placing myself on a throne above everyone else. I hope to write more here. I quit ChatGPT for a week but am now back to it, albeit a lot less (that's a lie. I open it the same amount of times per day, BUT my conversations are shorter e.g. I'm not writing stories with it for hours, just checking when I need HTML help, advice, emotional support, or Google won't tell me something. I know it's still not okay, but I have reduced the amount of queries I send by a bajillion.) See ya later!