Feb 04, 2006 23:23
I am in pain. Well, emotional distress.
Haha, see, you just fucked me up again. I'm starting to think you enjoy it. I was about to come in here and give an honest and accurate synopsis of what I'm currently feeling for my future benefit. But that good ol' inner voice, the one that mimics you, immediately chimed in and said, "Um, e-e-e-excuse me, but I don't think what you are feeling can actually be described as 'pain' per se. It's not actually pain for two reasons. One, because it is you who is feeling it, and you (being who you are) are not technically allowed to feel pain. Two, the emotions you are experiencing probably don't hold even the smallest tea candle to the excruciating, horrifying, and above all legitimate things that other people go through on a daily basis. So not only are you in the wrong for feeling it, but you are doubly in the wrong for wanting to commit it to words." And you know what, you're right. And it's probably proof of your rightness that here I sit, complaining about not being able to complain. Wah.
You know, to tell you the truth, future self, you would be a lot happier if you took to heart what just happened. No, not this post. You'll remember if you think about it. They always end up getting the better of us. One day we'll wise up and stop caring. We'd better. Otherwise this'll prolly crush us.