And well, fuck, excuse the swearing. Sometimes it just happens. Everything feels like it's clustering up on me - the end of work nearing, my brother's suicidal feelings, the teachers who call me a liar, the pending acceptance to a next course, and well, just, shit. I let a game upset me - I play it, I help people, I make events, it's my way of unwinding when I'm stressed. And for what? A huge, constant slew of abuse to be hurled at me. The only man who it feels like could comfort me without words is all the way in lebanon, and it just stings all the more for it. Sometimes I just want to get away from it, you know? Just... I'm tired of being shouted at. And I'm tired of feeling like I have to walk on eggshells to please everyone around me when they turn around and tell me I'm a liar. Just... help? I don't know. I just don't even know. I just want out, lately.