I’m actually terribly homesick and feel ungrateful as hell. This trip has really been triggering my anxiety. Everything feels overwhelming and I am exhausted constantly fighting the desire to curl up and cry in my room by myself. I’m meeting so many people but I don’t want to see them. All the work I’ve been doing in therapy and at home feels like its coming undone and I’m hating myself for feeling this way which I know is the root of the problem.
imagine an aesthetic con
vaporwave blasting all throughout the hotel. everyone cosplaying or carrying around roman statues. many pastels. potted plants literally everywhere. windows 95. macintosh. everyone is taking pictures of the pool
by the way I’m in London for the next 3 weeks y’all, give me a holler if you’re in town!