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I'm going to get steamrolled.

Well, maybe thats a bit dramatic.

It feels like I'm about to get steamrolled. It feels like I have a boatload of pressures and demands that are always just two steps (seconds) away from running my ass over. I guess I like to think that I have absolutely no control over any of it, but I think any stresses in my life are mostly all my own doing.

Its been a rough few weeks. Mentally, I'm just coming back to what I consider my normal routine. I haven't wanted to work out, I've been eating like crap and I feel like I've been so damned sensitive about ANYTHING someone happens to tell me (family or co-workers), becoming either grouchy or hurt...not necessarily in that order. Male PMS hit again?

Naahhh.

Basically, I know I would be a pain in the ass to work with in the mood I've been in, so to make it easier for my co-workers and friends, I've purposely fallen off the face of the planet. I haven't hung out with them, I avoid parties, get togethers, or ANYTHING involving any extended contact with humans.

I just have to get through this funk! It's frustrating. I'm coming to terms with the status of my love life which is just painful to even think about sometimes and I'm working on repairing a few friendships that I was partly responsible for destroying years ago.

Sometimes I think its too much to handle and deal with. Then I smack myself around and remember it could be worse.