Times are still really tough at the moment.
Last night I howled myself to sleep like a packless wolf. Full of despair.
And Loki appeared in my dreams, like a sunbright sky, and sent his warmth into the cracked and broken parts of me. Told me I was not alone, and that I can shine. But so subtly in my slumber that the message did not come through until I opened my eyes and awoke. Which in and of itself may as well be another part of the same message.
Its hard, and I am not healthy, but I am doing well by trying, and by caring, and in my defiance of the weight of the ocean above me.