I was packing tonight and burst into tears and had a good cry. >
Fireboy doesn't understand. I feel like I've failed third grade and am being left behind while all my friends go on without me.
Oh, for heaven's sake, enough with the self pity. Even I'm getting tired of my bitching. I'll be back in six months. Guess I'll take a valium, eat a quart of ice cream, I'll be just fine.