Now I think I really will be ok.
I feel about a million times better. All because of a much needed conversation, and it was completely well worth it. Brodie, you're a king among men, your advice and support helped me a lot, and I will never ever forget it. I guess I just couldn't stick with the rules, but I'm a lot happier for it, go fig.
I really do wonder why people would think I'd go Norman Banks on anyone. C'mon, it's me, and if I scare anyone, what does that say about them? I always get pissed at something I think isn't ok, but then it usually just fizzles and I hold on to it for a long time. I will let this go, if I haven't already. I feel like I can handle anything (well, almost), maybe all I did need was some time. I really didn't like feeling invisible for a while there though.
What I may not let go is the fact that the suction cup on my fish tank doesn't work. Damn it. I need it for the survival of my fry to protect them from their cannibalistic family. I kinda wonder how I think I'm going to get them all to the new house. I think I can be creative enough to pull it off. We'll see.
Ah, now, on to the paper.
Sunday, June 22
