Dear Diary,
In the past 24 hours or so, some really craptastic, unfortunate stuff has occurred in my roleplaying life. It’s an ongoing situation, unsettled, uncomfortable, and rather depressing. A bad night of gaming seems poised to result in bigger consequences than I think are warranted. Out of fairness to those involved, I won’t get into details because anything I write will likely come off as focusing blame when in truth I think we were all in it together. Besides, I have no idea how it will all shake out, so there’s not much else to share, except that I’m glum and unsettled and I’m beginning to worry that I’m some sort of Typhoid Mary as a roleplayer.
Bleh. I choose to trust that good things will come out of this, one way or another. But right now … bleh.
Apologies to readers for the veiled generalities. But I’m writing this to mark it in my journal and I’m focused not on how it happened or why, but on how it makes me feel. Those of you who are interested are bound to be hearing more about it soon enough anyway.
Bleh.
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