I wrote that post on Saturday night when I was quite inebriated. There was nothing in particular going on, I was just out of sorts. As I usually get when I have too much to drink. Pot made me happy, booze makes me cry. But, either way, I got some stress out that was weighing on me.
The really funny part was Jeff's reaction. He started saying that I said mean things about him and that I made it look like he wasn't a good boyfriend and blah blah blah. In the middle of arguing with him about it, it suddenly occurred to me: all he was doing was proving my point, saying that I was wrong to write it and wrong to feel it. That shut him up pretty quick.
