Is there ever an okay time to just say you’re feeling miserable, and not coping or managing well, and just want to curl up and hide under a rock for the next several eons, or do you always have to put on a positive spin to every bit of life. Cause I’m finding that really hard right now. It’s been twenty years since my life went to hell (not the getting sick thing, the other thing), and I do not want to remember how I felt then, and I do not want to think about it at all, and yet it seems to be there in the back of my mind anyway. It was a horrible, horrible time, and I don’t want to even be aware of it, so I think my subconscious and my body are working together to give me pain and sleepiness to focus on instead. It all sucks. I just want my life back and to not be spending virtually every minute of it by myself. Pretend there’s a semi-cheery smart-ass comment here, cause I’m coming up empty.