Lately, people just seem to tell me about how down I'm feeling. I'm not sure if I'm actually depressed or if I just present that in my composure. It's frustrating because maybe I'm feeling happy, and I just can't get that across.
The bottom line is that this past week has been a royal wreck for me, between familial drama and amorous disappointments. I suppose as much as I hope to get out of all of this nonsense, it still is something I have to deal with and figure out. Despite talking to amazingly supportive friends, it still seems to linger like the smell of fresh paint. Maybe it's time for me to take a walk.
What obligation do I have to family to fix their problems? Do I need to let them figure it out or do I have to get my hands all mucked up in their dirt and fix them? And as far as the amorous nonsense goes, how can I stop setting up false expectations? It's in all of those great expectations that exist great disappointments, as unfortunate as that may be.
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