Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving, and any other family event in which we invite people over, is a horribly stressful event in my house. It really shouldn't be, but everyone starts yelling and stressing out and making big deals over the stupidest things. I really can't stand it. It also doesn't help that I've been feeling pretty depressed today, and lacking any energy to do anything whatsoever. I helped out with the day somewhat...but all the yelling and arguing and blahblahblah...argh.

I said I wouldn't say anything more about it, but I wrote that letter about my thoughts and sent it to my ex. I don't know what effect it will have if any, but I needed to do it, and for her to know how I feel, or else I would regret never having said anything. Now I just feel more depressed, since that's what I've been thinking about all day.

Ok, guests have arrived.
ciao ciao, happy thanksgiving