ticking.

I'm still in this total funk. I don't really understand. I mean, I guess there's a few different factors playing into it... the move, leaving, men...

I kind of want an excuse to totally blow up and scream at somebody. I feel like that would help.

Maybe I'm angry. It's almost like I feel wronged. I feel very... something.

I don't know.

But I don't like it.