BlackGuyInnaBowtie

Just more old journal entries of mine, but this time things are a bit more...weighty? Complicated? 
These journals were written 12 years after those of Volume 1! 
Let us cringe a little more.
Maybe a little less?
Looking back now, I wasn't that naive...was I?

*Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

Old Journals of a Millennial. Volume 2.

Sometimes there would be a month or two between these entries. I was a busy guy what with school, work, maintaining a few key friendships, and mentally preparing myself for fatherhood.

I was feeling more and more that something regarding the timing of this child was just off...and the mother was acting distant and strange, more so as the due date drew nearer.

What a year 2012 was shaping up to be.

I had started off that year very optimistically lol.

"I will be great! I have much to do!" and all.

-The "love of my life" had walked out of said life.

-I had a kid on the way with the last person I could have asked for as the opposing parent.

-And my home life was slowly draining the said life from me.

I did a lot to keep myself busy and/or distracted or I would fall apart.

Let's see what this next one was about, yeah?

February 20th, 2012.

Well, it's been a while since I've written, and man has a lot happened...

It's too much for me to sit and write, so I won't.

I just felt the need to write because I've wanted this journal so much, so badly, and for so long.

And I'm going to a convention soon!

I really wish that I had taken the time to write more back then.

I had no idea how valuable it would be to me in the future, you know?

I am sure that I formed a habit of forcing myself to write, even when I did not feel up to it.

Especially when I did not feel up to it.

Those were the most important times, you know?

I recall owning a small netbook, I don't recall where I got it from or how lbvs.

It was called "Fire and Ice." and I hope it's still around!

It was a nerdy kid's dream, and a nerdy adult's financial nightmare I tell you, but well worth it.

I still have pictures from that day, and I think I look terrible lmao.

I was soooooo stressed that it's not even funny.

That convention was supposed to be a vacation, a getaway.

I was far too kind, and I took my pregnant ex with me.

Another one of those "story for another time." kinda things, you know?

I may have even written about it a bit further down the line in 2012 lbvs.

Chapter 20. "For so long."