( Yes, it's my father, and yes, I quote Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own.Collapse )
Thank you to everyone who realised something was wrong and offered support. It means a lot. Particular thanks to purplicious, for putting up with me so much. I hate this. I don't want to be a bother to anyone. And I hate this entry, because I feel like I've just written one of those silly whiny entries.
I've been listening to a loop of Smile, Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own, City Of Blinding Lights, and Miracle Drug, with a little bit of A Sort Of Homecoming and One Tree Hill (26 December 1989) thrown in for good measure. It's healing. I said something like this in a comment yesterday: Most bands make crap, some bands make music, U2 make healing and perfection.