I just realized last night that between feeling guilty for unloading on someone too often, not wanting to bother people, & not feeling entirely comfortable with people, I've backed myself into a corner & now have no one to talk to.
And I would much rather be crying on someone's shoulder than into my pillow.
And no one reads this damn thing . . . so I feel like I'm talking to myself & you know, the one time I vented here, some stranger found my blog & was very sweet, but now I'm kinda sensitive to the publicity of this.
I'm having a bad weekend.
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