I tried fasting today. I usually eat much and with no pattern, so holding on for nine hours, though challenging, has also been rewarding. By the end of the nine-hour period I felt like my mind has cleared up; things became more obvious, desires transparent. I'm going to try this again at some point and will probably slowly adapt to this eating plan so as to reach my better-eating goal.

A comment to my now-defunct blog made me realize that I need therapy. A girl wrote about how she's all great - good-looking, clever, a leader but also prone to brooding and dreaming - and how people just don't seem to like her "for no reason"... and it frightened me just how much it resonated with me. The uni that I'm in provides therapist services. It isn't cheap for my pocket, but it could be well worth it. I'm going to make an appointment tomorrow and see where it leads me.

I've been thinking about how little I can relate to the people around me, and how much - to most people on Hubski. Sure, I'm not going to be friends or even pals with everybody here, but among Hubskiers I find the respect to each other and the compassion my surroundings lack. It's awesome to have such a place to come it, but I can't escape the feeling of how screwed up where I am is.