Find myself both wanting to talk about feelings and not wanting to for fear of repercussions among those of you who know the sordid details.
No, the details aren't really sordid. I'm just sad and frustrated and a little embarrassed. In the overall scheme of things, I'm way down on the totem pole of bad stuff.
At the same point, I have to wonder about circumstances that have arisen. Part of me wants to believe that there is some greater cosmic plan that has removed certain options from the realm of possibility, but the more rational (and less egotistical) part tells me that it is only circumstance and bad timing. And then there's that small part of me that says there is something wrong with you, you are broken.
No solution, only characterization. And I know it's cryptic. For now it needs to be.