Last night I spent the evening sick in bed with a massive headache and lethargy that made it impossible for me to do anything else. Is this something I should see a doctor for? Maybe, right? But last night I also was the bearer of bad news and receiving flack from folks that otherwise wanted to pretend like I no longer mattered. So am I sick? Or am I just internalizing the negativity of the situation? I’m guessing the later… so I won’t bring it up the physical manifestation till I see my physician later in the month.
But back to this morning, and my moment: Well, I think I just stopped caring about other people. I think I just said *fuck it*. Life is too short to sit here hoping for a chance to speak, for someone to do the right thing, for the world to care. I might as well just say it and let life fall where it may – at least I said it and I won’t die with so much left unsaid.