The Entry Wherein The Shit Hits The Fan

After spending an hour and a half crying pretty much straight through, I am ready to say Fuck Tuesday, February 6th and I will see you on the 7th. There is nothing I regret more right now than the fact that people change, and they have to, and they are meant to, and they will be miserable forever if they don't.  People should not have to defend their action ad inifitum.  People do what they are capable of at any given moment.   G-d, my heart hurts.  Fuck this, I am fucking going to bed.  Fuck.