I had a total breakdown last night. Tears, self-loathing, the whole nine yards. My eyes hurt from crying. Still. And it's quarter to three in the afternoon. I'm feeling better now, though, which is good. I feel bad for Scruffy for having to deal with me like that. He got very little sleep last night and he was so tired this morning and I feel bad about that.
And Eric's coming to Chicago and he didn't even tell me! Bastard.
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