The past year was but as yesterday to Peter.

The past year was not, however, as yesterday to your dearly beloved Dormouse. 2011 was a totally shit year. Between Bear and I ending our three and a half year relationship, my father dying, and my idiotic decision to move back home to an island in the middle of nowhere I'm ready to shed 2011 like last season's fur. I'm looking forward. I'm off to graduate school, moving back to New York, and trying to find my footing again. No more backslides. 2012 will be for distancing myself from the pain and the self-destruction and the fog of mental illness. Or...I hope it will. Maybe this year can be the year I figure out how to be a human person. Wouldn't that be nice?

Just a little bit of pixie dust...

I'm in a weird place right now. It's been a tough year and I'm not sure how to deal with it all. Every time I think I'm taking a step forward I seem to take two steps backward. It's...deeply unsatisfying to say the least. But it's the holiday season and I'm trying to be optimistic about my life. So happy holidays all you lovely readers!