Ugh.
Ty's been playing Monkey Ball all day, despite the fact that it's Dad's birthday, and has been having a hard time passing levels. This would be fine, normally, but today, since I'm in the same room, I've been picking up on his anxiety. I don't like being anxious/stressed for no resason. I don't handle stress well. When I'm really stressed, I see things. More specifically, white cats. I think I see white cats because when I was little, I wanted an all white kitten. I thought they were pretty. Kind of angelic.
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But I got Nikki instead. An orange, grey, brown and white calico. I'm glad I chose her.
Oops. Off topic.
Now Dad and Ty are playing. Soon they'll be done and hopefully I'll go back to normal. It's not like Ty and I are close. Why'd I pick up on his feelings? Damn, empathy.
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But I got Nikki instead. An orange, grey, brown and white calico. I'm glad I chose her.
Oops. Off topic.
Now Dad and Ty are playing. Soon they'll be done and hopefully I'll go back to normal. It's not like Ty and I are close. Why'd I pick up on his feelings? Damn, empathy.