Tomorrow, unfogiveably early, I'm going to Ireland.
This last week has had me acting childish. I've been mad with anger and resent, and hurtness and generally, eh, just bad feelings. My reasons are personal, and at least partially, I believe, rightful, but I saw no other possible action than to set up a big fucking wall.
... I act pretty extremely when I'm hurt, I'm afraid...
I hope people might be able to forgive me in due time. I hope -you- are able to forgive me in time. Just genereally. For whatever I might have done or though or hoped.
*shrug*