Everything is stupid and I hate everyone.

Except it’s just one person who’s stupid, and I hate him.

Except he’s actually not stupid, and I am just really angry and afraid and hurt and exhausted.

Except I understand that he is afraid and feels abandoned and alone, and that makes me hurt for him.

And there, right there in a nutshell, is why I am where I am.

Except this time, in a tossed metaphor salad, I am stepping off the tracks because I have to put on my own oxygen mask before he pulls me under and I drown right along with him. Bet you wish I’d gotten there yesterday...it’s a lot shorter and took up way fewer tissues.