Shit

The last few days have been a serious roller coaster ride. I’ve been forced to look at things and talk about things that I try not to acknowledge. And the end result of so much of it is that I have even more people who feel qualified to tell me what I should do to “be better” in some way.

I would like to take this moment to ask the universe to keep any and all advice away from me for a while. Don’t tell me what I can do to handle ‘x, y or z’ better or what I can do to be happier or be more positive. Fuck you. What I could do to raise my general happiness is punch you in the face. I don’t think it would go well. So, seeing as that is the only option I am interested in, I am better off avoiding the whole thing.

Why does feeling depressed lead to defensive leads to blind rage? Rhetorical question. Really, don’t answer it.

12 thoughts on “Shit

  1. kbgilmore

    BIG HUGS! And I adore you! And if you feel the need to punch someone, I would be down for that. I would let you wail away until I worried you might injure yourself. let me know if you want to do that.

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  2. kbgilmore

    BIG HUGS! And I adore you! And if you feel the need to punch someone, I would be down for that. I would let you wail away until I worried you might injure yourself. let me know if you want to do that.

    Reply

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