I don't know just who I am when you're running circles in my head

This week has been pretty terrible for my brain.

Words cannot begin to describe what has been going on in my head, so I guess this is going to be a pretty boring update.

I guess I just wanted to apologize really. Mainly to those who I have been speaking to this week, and that have had to suffer the stuff that I have thrown at them.

It always seems unfair, to me anyway, to burden people with your own problems and neuroses. Metaphorically, it's like passing the problem torch to someone else for them to deal with whilst you sit and enjoy their struggle with a beer.

People always tell me that I need to talk, that opening up will make it somehow magically better, I can see where they get that idea from. I mean it's wonderful to talk, and I do, but it's not always easy to talk to someone about how I'm feeling. I get nervous, uncomfortable and end up either rambling about inanities, or confusing the point I am trying to make and dying a hideous death.

I always apologize after telling somebody what's wrong, as well, which makes no sense to me because THEY asked if I was okay. Basically I am a younger version of Colin Firth and Hugh Grant. Bumbling, British, and ever so slightly insane.

Love 'n' Stuff

Ash

xx