/I’m having a bad night.

Bad mood.

Angry and annoyed. Mostly by my mother, but by other things. She's lost my W2 from the college and so now she can't do my taxes, even though when I told her if she just left my things together I'd do it but she said no, no, I'll keep them all together and do my taxes at the same time. But nope, she's gone and lost ( Read more... )

That's the only way I think I can describe the feeling of being in control of myself again. When I'm pulling, it's as if something else has taken over my body entirely, and only my mind is left to say "stop, don't do that" - but because I'm not in control of myself at that point, it doesn't matter what I think. The best way I can describe it for ( Read more... )