Spent quite a long time talking to my mom on the phone, about my grandma, about things that have been upsetting me. It seemed to bother her that I'm more upset by worrying about other people than being hurt and sad and so on. It's not that I'm not upset about those things, not at all. Matter of priorities, worldview & all that. Like my pal poppybird wrote once about herself, I'm not that good at being an -ee. Probably be easier for everybody if I were better at that.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Happy?