Ok, I don’t know if it is because of this horrible pill but I am feeling very emotional. The comments on my post below have made me cry. It must be the pill. Or maybe I am just tired. Or maybe they really do hurt. Jillian, what a horrible thing to say. Horrible. I feel ill.
And to the darling Europeans, I honestly didn’t mean to offend you, I have insulted your weather. I am sorry. I just meant that coming from warm Africa, can you imagine how hard it would be for me. I was trying to use an analogy of being like a tropical plant transplanted into a cold area. I am sorry. I honestly didn’t mean to offend. Would you like me to remove that sentence?
Then, I have offended someone else by saying that I couldn’t move away from my parents. I am not saying any thing against those people who have had to move away from their parents, many many people have to. It is just that I am so dependant on them that *I* can’t. I sometimes feel like a pathetic baby for not being able to be away from them.
And let's not forget all the American's I have pissed off by saying that individualism is more prevalent than collectivism.
I actually feel like taking down the whole post. I was trying to make you all understand why I love being here. Instead I have offended just about every one.
This is the not so nice side of baring your soul. You open it up for hurt. I suppose if I expose myself I should take the good with the not so good.
And you know, the funny thing is that I have been feeling particularly cave’ish lately. Yesterday was the first day in months that I didn’t do a new post on my blog. (Did any of you notice?) Then this happens.
I am going to bed now. Please let me know if you want me to remove my post, it will only be tomorrow when I wake up though.
It must be the pill. I am feeling pathetically emotional.
What a fuck up.