My heart feels sickened. There has been some tension with a coworker who I used to get along well with, and yesterday it led into an attack of sorts on me. Religion and politics were held against me; it felt demeaning. I left work early because I couldn’t take the atmosphere and didn’t know what to do. I thought I was developing some kind of connection, but now I feel awful when thinking of work.
I am worried that I am going to run into problems with nearly everyone I encounter in life, and it’s going to mess me up more because my mind clashes with others, and human beings are biased, closed-minded, stubborn, and tend to fight when they don’t like what someone feels or thinks. It’s too exhausting. It hurts my soul. Plus I’m an easy punching bag that almost everyone I know snaps at and doesn’t want to listen to. I am a loner whose best moments are hanging out with his incredibly sweet cat.
Meanwhile... My stomach problems lately have a cause: an overactive gallbladder, which will probably have to be removed.
The grandparents on my mother’s side have COVID, which has been fun to hear about.
It’s past 3 in the morning, and I’m too tired to write more. Good night.