Oh dear

Please don’t misunderstand. I’m really trying.

This is why I never complained before. Everyone else has got it so bad that I can’t worry about myself, but when I actually do get the chance to do so—when I tell myself, hey, “you’ve got to be kind to yourself” (lol Zooey Deschanel)—everyone else’s drama comes up and I fee like shit for even complaining.

I want to wait until the cramps pass and my coughing goes away and my head stops spinning and my this and that does whatever, but there’s no time for that is there?

I’m sorry to disappoint. I’ll work harder, I swear.