so, if there's one thing that i find uncontrollably frustrating is not knowing. right now i don't know a lot of things.
i'm not sure if i should be worried.
i'm not sure if i should be full of hate.
i'm not sure if i'm completely over-reacting.
with unattainable information looming overhead i'm grasping at straws. over-analysing past events, reading into shit WAY too much. basically letting all my awful OCD habits, which i can usually keep in check, take control.
but i'm not completely lost, i can still put on my human face and, at least, seem like a member of society.
i'm not sure if i should be worried.
i'm not sure if i should be full of hate.
i'm not sure if i'm completely over-reacting.
with unattainable information looming overhead i'm grasping at straws. over-analysing past events, reading into shit WAY too much. basically letting all my awful OCD habits, which i can usually keep in check, take control.
but i'm not completely lost, i can still put on my human face and, at least, seem like a member of society.
So their is an event that has happened and now you are full of questions in that regard. The question is what happened?