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As per the title. Tonight I'm going to 'go out' for the first time in 6 months, the first time since becoming disfigured. I'm going to take a shower, do my teeth, put on the new jumper my parent's bought me as a going-away-present to uni, spray on some nice deodorant, strap on my ratty old piece, style it, cover up the edges with topic and head out on the pull. I'm going to go to a bar, ask a 5/10 girl if I can buy her a drink, laugh, force myself to behave like a guy who doesn't want to kill himself. I'm tired of being miserable. I can't just wallow in apathy and self-loathing forever. Tonight this is going to change. I'm going to make it change. One last shot. Wish me luck.