Sometimes web sites - no matter how little they are read - are too public of a forum. I cannot write about what's on my mind because I promised myself that I would not write things that could potentially hurt others' feelings. I am not too sure why I bother concerning myself with a certain other's feelings, when this person has little regard for mine, but so be it.
I have cried a lot the last few days, gotten in an unnecessary argument with The Boy because I was emotional and he was his usual overly-critical self, and had a miniature panic attack at 10.32 pm last night. I am at another rough patch in life, and digesting the problems in front of me has been a little overwhelming. Although difficult, I'm going forward.
Doing so is taking 90% of my energy, and that is why I am not writing here.
Fair enough. And sorry that you're having a rough patch.