a joke was made, something that probably wouldn’t have bothered me if - you know … except given the circumstances … it did. and i guess i’m doing this to identify the issue. because that’s what you’re supposed to do, right? identify, accept, heal. or something. like it was easy to brush it off for a while, but then now i’m alone and waiting for the meds to kick in so i can ignore it. :|
the problem i have is the way these two issues are closely intertwined, even though each has its own root cause independent of each other. for the most part they stay separate, but then there are those fleeting moments where i can’t untangle them because one led to the other - not that there’s any blame placed, just that the events and the way i reacted led to the other, and now it’s a whole mess.
you can’t get upset towards people who don’t know anything unless you tell them, right? but in a selfish, irrational way, i just wish i didn’t have to say anything and that it’d just be understood.
