So, I’m just going to throw it out there: I’m incredibly sick of the constant emotional roller coaster life seems to be taking me on over these last few weeks. I think I’ve handled them as well as I can — rolling with the punches — but fear I may be compromising myself and my self-respect in the process of protecting some illusionary status quo. Sometimes it’s really hard to know what the best decisions for yourself are. There are so many factors that compete to be given priority that the swirling thoughts bombarding you are akin to a madhouse.
This weeks remembrances of the kind, light, and fluffy side of things is going to prove most challenging. This is likely caused by the recency of various events/affairs. I’d much rather just shut myself away for the weekend and wake Monday morning — which, unlike for most, if generally my favorite day of the week — and see what the new week has in store for me. This attitude shuts me down from doing most things I’ve had planned for the week (mainly concerning writing of reviews and reading/commenting on blog posts). I’ll be attempting to keep this short and sweet* beyond this point.