I wish everyone would stop having issues, especially my mother. No, my room isn't clean yet. No, I don't have a job yet.
Yet. Thus is the principle.
I'm not in a great mood anyway, and surprisingly, I haven't been for a while. All I want at the moment is for this next week to be over.
Because, no, I am not having a good time. It's not paticularly important to anyone but me, but... I would like to spend some time doing the things I want to do.
I don't care if I'm being self centred. When I feel like I'm falling to pieces, I want to spend some time trying to get myself back together without lapsing into depression every day. When it's depression caused from me being irrational, I can cope with that. But not when I have people all around me telling me that either me or my word is worth nothing.
I'm a hypocrite. I know that, so there's no need to tell me.
Becky, I never asked for anyone to say anything. I just said what I felt.
I want to giggle at anime, play with my new phone, wear my new stripy socks, be silly with people without being made to feel guilty. I'm not blaming you or saying it's your fault. Just that you do make me feel guilty, and I am getting upset over this.