No, I’m not mad at you. Unless you’re GW Bush or Dick Cheney, in which case I’ve still got some residual hostility, so you should probably stay away.

I am, however, still feeling crappy and brain dead and the depression decided to add a good dose of paranoid to the mix, so I’m pretty much not commenting much right now, because everything I say sounds wrong or mean or just plain horrible. So I’m not dissing your site, I just don’t have anything coherent to say.

I’m extremely tired of this stupid crap my brain is pulling on me.

I hate the fact that guilt is the determining factor for my getting out of bed and eating lunch and doing just about anything right now. People depend upon me, so that gets me out of bed and to work and through the day.

But I know–I remember–that there can be more to life that acting simply to stave off guilt.

Anyway, what do you feel guilty about? Anyone care to out petty me?