Blargh.

My brain's still fried. I haven't been able to concentrate on much, including blogging and reading blogs. It's been suggested to me that since I've released all the anger and resentment towards my parents that I may sub-consciously be looking for something else to be angry about to fill that void. Being angry is my safe place, and what I'm used to. Isn't that fucked? I'm not saying it's not true, and think it's quite possibly valid, but still.

Even with all of our "logic", humans are still complicated and messy.