But it’s a necessary evil ….. once in a while. Not all the time like I used to do, because then it makes my site trashy. But it’s necessary, because if I don’t, I might explode. And since my daughter gets all over my case about ranting on social media, I need to do it here. Maybe I’ll send Kevin out for some ice cream. Or maybe I’ll have a little something else after dinner. I think I deserve a tiny bit today, since I’ve done without for four days.
Have you ever been in a situation where an accidental bird comes along, and craps on your good day with something unexpected? And then you’re like
but you don’t really say anything because the damn bird doesn’t realize you’ve been wondering about that unexpected thing all along? I know this doesn’t really make any sense, but roll with it. I need to be vague for the sake of something very important.
I really want to use a gif of Prince (RIP) for what my next reaction was once I realized what is going on, but I’m doing my best to stay away from anything copyrighted. So I’ll use this one instead, because if I don’t, I might explode.
And because my eyes hurt from rolling them, I took to clenching my jaws to the point of a headache, and now I have heartburn on top of suspicion and stew. If you don’t know what stew is …
BUT, it’s all probably for no reason, and I’m just being paranoid … and pms’ing. But I needed to get it out before I break down and cry, which is way worse than my current mood. When I cry, I fall into an endless pit until things smooth over, and then I’m all better and giggly again.
Holy shit! That’s the perfect gif! I need that shirt! It’s totally me.
Now I must go before this gets any worse, then I’m cringing in a year or two when I look back on this ridiculous post. This is depression and anxiety at their worst.