Real Life Sucks...

Real life is conspiring to kick my ass. Well, there is some good news but that's immediately followed by major suckage. The ratio is just enough so that I can't spend my entire day sobbing into my pillow, no matter how much I want to.

I'm sorry if I'm overly touchy here or when I chat/email with you all. I'm finding it difficult to keep balanced.

It's odd. I haven't processed everything enough to talk about it (in some cases don't even have enough information to even do so), but at the same time I find that I am impatient when talking to others about their lives and interests. This lack of social ability annoys even me, I can only imagine how it must be for those I'm dealing with.

I don't know if it would be best to focus on happy, cheery things or delve deep into brooding, dark themes. Mostly, I don't want to think too much at all. So, I flit from one thing to another, like a hummingbird on speed.

I just thought I'd warn you.