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I do not know what is wrong with me. Damn. I need a swift kick in the ass, except that whoever administered it had better leave like a bat out of hell afterwards, as I am in no mood to appreciate such a helpful gesture.

I am isolated -- and too damn scared to break the isolation. I am angry with someone over what was really a small misunderstanding... and my isolation and loneliness make me magnify everything tenfold. (Although same person *did* flake on taking care of something important today... maybe I'm still mad about that.)

If it were possible, I'd say it was PMS. But I don't think it is.