Is an absolute bitch.
No, really. B-I-T-C-H.
Wich, incidentaly is how I've felt a lot lately to.
I dont set out to, but way to often in the last few weeks its where I've ended up.
I know I have a strong tendency to get defensive and feel attacked, even when people are just trying to help me.
Yet another thing about myself to work on. *sigh*
Most of all though, I'm in a constant feeling of having the rug pulled out from under me, or that split second before you tumble down the stairs.
I'm right on the edge of breaking down and cant pull away from it.
I dont want to think about what would happen if I fall, because it scares me shitless.
Everything feels like its crumbling, including me.
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