Cos I'm feeling like

... Crap.

Is the weather getting to me or what.

I hate feeling how I'm feeling now.
I hate feeling like such a pessimistic pain-in-the-ass.
I hate feeling like a paranoid freak who needs assurance every now and then.
I hate how I'm feeling like that despite being very contented and happy with my life now.

It scares me how much it scares me.
Try figuring that out.


I really need to stop thinking so much before it screws my life up.

Sorry for the rant, again. I just have another sudden bout of I-hate-myself-so-much.