Anger

Everything is angry.
Fury bites deep.
I wish she would mind her own fucking business and stop discussing my health and work life with people I don't know.
And she wonders why I rarely talk to her or share anything with her. When I do it's spread all around the world within minutes.
And damn sure, if I pull her up about it, I'll be the bad guy...I'll be 'ungrateful', 'selfish' and other choice words, because thats me...I'm a selfish bitch.

The whole Leigh thing just proves that.

And yes Chris, I did know that was what would happen, but alcohol and hormones don't make good decisionmanking tools.

Fuck it..I am past caring now.

Everybody thinks I'm a selfish bitch anyway, I might as well act like one, now that I can't feel, it doesn't make a fucking difference to me.