Announcement

Since most of my readers know me and have me on msn, it's for you guys.

I'm freaking out. My doc sent me to a few checkups, and they turned out to be connected. I initially laughed it off as useless and thought him a meddling creep. I'm not going to rant about him for a long time. If my brain stays in one piece I'd even smooch him! Hell, I'm chanting please let it be goitre instead.

I know I'm pathetic. I don't want to talk about it. I'm freaked out and I'm trying to deal with it. I just hope I don't have that thing. I can't even say what I'm most afraid of. How pathetic is that?

That's why I'm making an announcement. Stop asking questions, stop making glib comments or crappy jokes about my "condition" because they are sure as hell not appreciated. Thanks. I hope the test results will come back negative. Well... meaning the cause is something else. But seriously, just let it be something else.

And I haven't found this "on the net" and claim to have it. Insensitive jerk. Yes, you! Hell, I don't want to have it! That's why I'm freaking out in the first place! That time of the month my ass.

Also, stop hammering me with praises. Yeah, it's you I'm talking to. (You know who you are.) It's making me uncomfortable, because I never wanted praises I did not earn. I know myself and I know who I am. Stop showering me with praises I don't deserve. (Hell, after reading this post nobody will think I deserve any praises at all.)

And stop talking about mushy stuff. I don't do that. I can't deal with that. I never liked mushy stuff, never will. Especially now.

I just want to talk about superficial stuff that lifts my mood and takes my mind off of things. If you get dumped or life sucks, please go look for someone else to complain to. I have enough personal crap of my own.

And if you pm me and ask how I'm doing today or how I'm dealing with things, I'll block you. I'm fighting hysterics. I'm being pathetic. That's how I am these days. If you really have to, talk to me about superficial stuff and I'll calm down.

You've been warned.

PS: Bear with me or leave me alone. I'm scared shitless. I feel like crawling under the desk and crying my eyes out.

And no, this is not a cry for help. This is a warning. If you can deal with me, so be it. If not, just piss off. And don't baby me, it'll make me feel all sorry for myself. I'm really not happy with how I am these days. It's been 2 days. I will get better. Just don't step on a land mine, or I'm back where I started.