It's just one of those days when...
... I could scream till my lungs popped out of my rib cage and the veins in my head burst from the temples.
I could really scream. I need to be knocked senseless or have an accident and die (but the thought of my mother at the receiving end of the news makes this a 'no-no') or just be swallowed by the earth. Do I want to spill my guts here and look for sympathy? No. Do I want to accuse someone of being wrong? No. Do I want to sound all virtuous and feel wronged? No. By admitting to all this do I feel good inside? No.
I just want to scream and vent some spleen. That's all. Just scream and scream and maybe practise some kick-boxing. And keep going at it till I am spent. Of the ability to think or work or anything.
Yes. I'm having a torrid time.
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When I get days like that I tend to shout till my throat is sore and punch something hard, like a wall or door.
The anxiety about whether I've broken my hand or not makes whatever was getting me down seem all the more petty.
>pruv - You're adorable you know that? Simply so. And however logical the punching bit sounds, I think I'll give it a miss :). How you doing mister?
*blushes* Thank you lol. You don't know what you're missing out on, I'm telling you, those first few seconds where you can't move your fingers - is it broken, is it not.
I'm pretty good thanks, just starting the dreaded (and overly expensive) Christmas shopping.
How are things in your part of the World?
My part of the world is nice,just that my part of life sucks! Really and truly. Am fed up of being rejected by men for God knows what reasons and it hurts like hell. My ego is under tremendous strain and I'm still expected to be happy and cheerful and positive...which I am most times, but it's now getting to a stage where I believe that I will be alone for the rest of my life. That's a frightening thought and I should've listened to my ma and got married to the first willing customer eons ago. Now it's too late.
Merry X'mas and have a blast shopping. It's much more fun I think than the actual gifting process which is a different high. :)
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