Why do we always have to argue about who will see you? It is so unfair. There is not enough time in one hour to say the things we need to say. There is not enough time to feel what I need to feel. Why I am feeling all of these emotions? Where are they coming from? I have never been this way before...I have always been so mean and so evil. And now, I just want to be nice...at least to you.
AND NOW HERE COMES THE RAGE. I CAN FEEL IT SWELLING INSIDE OF ME. I CANNOT ALLOW THE ABOVE THOUGHTS TO SIT IN MY MIND FOR MORE THAN A FEW MINUTES. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? I FEEL MESSED UP. I AM MESSED UP. THERE IS NO HOPE FOR ME. YOU MAY AS WELL GIVE IT UP.