I've been in a massive bitchy mood the last few days. I'm not going to lie to you. Work sucks, my personal life sucks, and in general I'm having a hard time being nice even at the most basic socially acceptable level. If left to my own devices I'd be walking the streets telling people to fuck off, asking if there was an asshole convention in the city, and generally spreading cheer to everyone I meet. This is not how normal human beings behave with one another. Where is my compassion for my fellow woman or man? Oh that's right, it was dead on arrival.

I have also found myself wanting to smack friends, kick coworkers and steal candy from small children. Actually I have the urge to steal candy from small children all the time, but it's not normally something that I'll admit to. The whole point of this sad ass tale is that I'm in a rotten way and there's no end in sight. I'm exhausted. My compassion is gone. I can't force myself to pretend that I care about everyone else's I-am-a-victim behavior. Everyone needs to handle their shit and move forward with life.

If I'm honest I know exactly what it is that I need and want. I want the people in my life to take a step back and instead of asking me for favors, ask me how I've been. I'd like to be able to sleep in under a warm blanket. Hell, I'd like to be able to sleep period. I'd love a home cooked meal and a hug. But most of all, I wish someone would put an arm around me, pull me close and whisper in my ear, 'Get the fuck over your self, put on your big girl panties, and handle your shit.'