No sweet
This is annoying. Two things are annoying, really. First, any attempt to explain myself recently is a chinese finger trap. The harder i try to explain these things that make perfect sense to myself, the more i lock up or say the wrong things. Saying the wrong things is annoying as hell because it only makes things worse, but locking up is just infuriating. I want to voice these things, and i want to voice them well. Instead, i can't voice anything. It feels like i'm in tenth grade all over again, with a world of thoughts locked away with no way of getting out; watching the world happen and feeling like i'm not contributing what i know i'm capable of offering.
The other annoyance, which is likely a direct outgrowth of all i said above, is that i'm just bitter today. Don't want to talk to people at work. Don't want to deal with whiney women yapping about pointless problems, and don't even want to deal with women just doing their job, maybe asking a simple question or two. I hate this, and any attempt i make to shut it down isn't working like they usually do.
And to make it better, i have sixteen whole hours of this.
The other annoyance, which is likely a direct outgrowth of all i said above, is that i'm just bitter today. Don't want to talk to people at work. Don't want to deal with whiney women yapping about pointless problems, and don't even want to deal with women just doing their job, maybe asking a simple question or two. I hate this, and any attempt i make to shut it down isn't working like they usually do.
And to make it better, i have sixteen whole hours of this.