I am going to be more defiant under that definition, I think. My very reasonable and understandable processor has determined that is the best for my long term mental health.

So, good morning, again.

For a few of the bad events, I lost my job, my cat was in emergency care (she lived, but she's still old), I felt a new emotion I hoped I never would, and just last week my grandpappy died.

I never like being asked how I am; feels like a lie to say 'okay' most times. I'm flawed, but not broken.

I am doing the same. For the same reason. Let us find more strongth.

I just met this silly old guy who has a goofy laugh and yells "FIDDLESTICKS" when he gets smacked.