Confusion abounds
Feelings are a strange beast. One minute you're happy as ever, floating along on that cloud, and the next minute you're destitute with no friends anywhere to care that you just might die if you have to spend another minute on this planet.
And the weirdest things can set you off. A look, the absence of a look, a sigh, an expression, a response or lack thereof. Humans communicate on so many different levels, it's no wonder we're in such a mess. How can any one person keep track of all these flying emotions and feelings? Not to mention the pull of one's own emotions and feelings. It seems damn near impossible that anyone anywhere can get past all the crap to do anything meaningful at all.
Now on top of ALL of this, people get all difficult and cranky and put up walls and defenses and run away when you try to connect. If they're just going to keep throwing rocks and being obtuse while I'm standing here using all my strength and concentration to NOT offend them in the first place ... well fuck that shit. Who the FUCK has time for this? I am who I am and I am not going to change. If you're interested in that, fine. I am always open to new people and friends. If I'm too much or too close or too personal, then maybe it's time to move on. I'm not cut out for this shit.
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