Sta.sh
Let me start by saying I'm tired, I'm low on sleep, I don't feel all that well, and I'm having serious troubles with my seizures right now.
All this combines to make me an unhappy me.
Our neighbor, she's a nice lady. But she has worse seizures than I do. She's even had brain surgery. I don't blame her for her...odd...behavior, but I'm certainly paying for NOT speaking up. Whenever she knocks on our door, the dog goes nuts, barking and alerting us (and the entire damn state) to someone's presence. If I'm asleep, I will no longer be asleep, even if Eric goes to the door to deal with her.
What this means: It means that, like today, when I should be sleeping, I'm up. I'm awake at some horrible hour (yeah, if you check the time on this, it's like 11:30am. For me, that's un-godly). And being epileptic myself, if I get awoken quickly, don't have enough sleep or oh yeah, should I be on my fucking period, then the damn twitches start happening.
But can I say stop? Sure I could. But I won't. Because I'm too fucking NICE.
This trend runs throughout my life. I can, but I won't. Because I'm too much of an 'omega' to stand up for my self.
Until moments like these. Until I've had too much.
Get the point???
Hostile 
