so the great mission was somewhat accomplished. at least i did what i could and it didnt turn out too bad. no screaming, no throwing of stuff around, and there's calm discussion. (:
and it's really the year of change, i was told that im changing my future caregroup just now. all the changes since the start of the year, probably to mould my stubborn self of being resistant to change. it's getting better, but i would say im not liquid. i dont take the shape of the container immediately.
definitely thicker than malt candy, i feel.
but in the end, things will just fall into place, no matter how much we think about it.
