tired

Sometimes when I tell people about my life, daily interactions, and the things that I have think about/deal with, it sounds very absurd or crazy. Not like "oh my god, there is a monkey in my house and it is throwing feces at me" crazy - that would be- but, more of a compiling of odd things that turn out becoming outrageous. I often feel like issues/problems should not be issues or something that I should be concerned about, but it feels like it has been put upon me to worry about/deal and handle.

This is probably why my new favorite curse word is no longer the f bomb, but...

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