The wife couldn't have been more right when she said that love and hate were inextricably linked.
Sean was right when he noted that I have low self-esteem. In fact, it's getting so bad these days that I'm seriously considering just isolating myself from everyone else. It's not that I want or need alone time; I absolutely hate being alone. It's just that if i'm with people I'll want to talk, but if I can sense that you don't actually want to hear me out, then I just won't say anything.
I can't stop thinking about some things, so they've been plaguing me in my dreams these past few nights. I don't even dare go to sleep unless I'm certain I'll fall into a slumber so deep that I am completely unconscious of whatever I'm dreaming of.
I think my introvert level jut rose a few notches. I don't want to see any of you