we had a staff retreat at work last friday. mostly a getting-to-know-you affair. for one activity, i had to share my life-story with 2 coworkers. i bitched and complained for the entirety of my allotted nine minutes. i feel incredibly self-conscious about how they perceived me. how am i supposed to keep up my always-smiling, ready-and-willing work-facade if people really know how dark my heart is?
i feel like i’m cracking.
and i finished rose’s plotline and that shit is fucking tragic. i love it so much.
