One would think that taking a psychology class would help them analyze and explain their mental issues, but so far it's only made me more bitter about issues that exist in my mind no matter how hard I analyze or explain them to myself. If anything, the class has made the issues more apparent, and thus a much larger obstacle on my path to happiness. But it's not like I can ignore the obstacle at this point, that would be a step in the wrong direction. Some how I have to face it head on and find a way to climb over it, break it down, or go around it. But it's hard when one can only speak in metaphor and can't precisely figure out what said obstacle is. One can attempt to put a face or a name on said obstacle, but it rarely lasts, as the name is often just an imaginary facade, not the true form.
Bah, such is life.
Bah, such is life.
&& you're incredibly sweet
My tits say, "Hello!".
And thanks, I wasn't even aware of my flavor.