Dr.G explained that I have a habit (extrordinary talent, more like!!! GO TEAM CRAZY!!!) of fixating on details SO SOOOO much that something inconsequential becomes hugely important:
That guy who sneered at me on the train platform? Ohmygod, he must know I'm having trouble finding a job because I look unhireable and also I'm fat and stupid and my shirt looks ugly and now he's thinking that even if I cleaned up my best looking look wouldn't even be good enough because the best me ever is still a terrible terrible person ohgodwhy but he's totally right and if he can see that so can everyone else all my friends are faking it because they feel too bad to call me out and tell me just how horrible I am what am I saying they don't care about hurting my feelings they just don't even have the effort to give me a hint because they don't really care what i do etc.
seriously.
It's fun inside here, in Jady-Brain. Whee.
So I'm trying very hard to assume that I'm not the worst person ever...nor the least important, nor any other title. In fact, it'd be best to just bust my booty finding a new job, and not consider how people view me at all. My good friends/family is being very helpful when I have an outburst of worry, in their own awesome ways.
Padraic is helping in the only way he knows how:
And I'm not going to judge myself for giggling at this very picture for, like, 20 minutes.
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Hey, you should quit feeling shitty and come hang out at my party this Saturday!
Send me a pm on the CIN, and I'll fill you in on the deets.
....did you just put a plug in my blog, buddy?
O. M. G.
I'm famous, it's official, y'all.
Well, you're no Tress McNeil, Single Female Attorney...
Hendo is obsessed with Tress. It may be a problem.
Thanks for stopping by the par-tay!
We should get together for cocktails soon... your brief visit just wasn't enough Jady Time!
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