My toxicity is increasing by the minute. It's really bad today. I mean...I could snap at any minute.
It's not work especially or the fact that my life, at present, is less than satisfying. I don't know what it is, but I really want to blame my period and a rush of estrogen and progesterone so powerful that the Devil himself would not be able to stop the rage.
All I know if that I have to get up real ass early tomorrow and sit around a hospital all day. I love my sister. I hope nothing is wrong. But I'm having a selfish attack and I don't want to go.
I also don't want anyone to touch or talk to me. Well, actually....if everyone could stay a good 10 feet away, that might help.