The good things feel good, but are not as good as they could be. I still have no job, no material security, &c., and I feel pretty sick when other people (in the guise of "thankfulness" – to what?) go bragging how much better their lives are. I'd like to smash their faces in. Another LJ post made me feel almost homicidal at its smugness. it reminds me of a time when I was very low, and a friend was phoning me up about how well she was doing, and how she'd got her own TV documentary series on Scottish history. She was too self-absorbed and insensitive to understand why I would burst into tears after we'd spoken.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2007-11-23 12:31 pm (UTC)