Another Day

Wowzers. Ever just work 11 hours and pass out? Not fun. Either way, won't stop the unending word vomit that is this little blog I add to.

I lie to everyone around me, and even myself. I gaslight myself into thinking what happened was different. Sometimes I look back at what was actually said, and I shock myself. Was it really that bad? I don't remember these bits; I don't remember the part where ____ said ____ to ____. Yada, yada, yada. Am I lying to myself, to everyone else, or am I just plain up crazy? Not sure what to think of any of this anymore.

Starting to think we could all speak the same language, and still never understand each other. I miss you. I really shouldn't miss you.