Really, there are some days that I feel like Jesus-take-me-now.

Like that: 

or like that:

 If only I had a ‘skip’ arrow  button to push, I would skip that part of the day where, once more, I didn’t handle the anger that wasn’t mine after all, very well.

Oh, bother. I’m gonna have to call my mum.


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