Sometimes, days like today happen. I don't mean for it to happen. It's
more difficult for me to fight it when I feel sick. It tends to fall
into a cyclical, nauseatingly redundant pattern. I get easily
offended. I get tired of my sickening clinginess. I hesitate to reach
out for fear of being rejected. In the end, I wind up feeling very
isolated and alone. And it's all my fault and I'm the one keeping ME
from doing something about it.