I'm not sure what that was for, but it felt nice.

I'm on edge today in a mournful sort of way that fades out when I'm in the sun and forgetting who I am or anything I'm expected/obligated to be.

I think I'm angry at myself for so much more than I realize. I've stopped blaming others, but I only feel it on the inside where it festers. When we fought a while back, after I'd poured out this manifesto confessional of pain and second guessing and apologies, he said that it wasn't even possible for him to be angry with me when I am so already blaming and angry at myself. So yeah.

*sigh*