I try not to complain *too* much about the particular challenges in my life, especially the things I don't talk about here...or anywhere, really.
I'm superstitiously afraid I'll jinx it because THINGS CAN ALWAYS GET WORSE.
But some days I am completely overwhelmed with an inability to cope. I feel as though I'm held immobile by a 20 ton weight, filled mostly with Failure and Self-Pity.
Today is one of those days.
In other news, I "stole" a cigarette from my neighbor.
It made me sick and dizzy and was fan-fucking-tastic.