The Creased Pages

As I sit here, watching the cursor flashing, trying to think of what to write, my mind is bulging with an array of different thoughts and feelings. Okay, I know, when are they not? It's the start of the Easter weekend, 4 days off work, so I started this morning in a relatively good mood. Unfortunately, that quickly changed. I'm now at a point where I'm glad I've not been at work, even more than I normally would be, because the mood I'm currently in is one where every little thing is pissing me off. It's a mood I've been overwhelmed by a number of times recently, and it doesn't feel at all healthy, especially given the source of it. It is so apparent to me that my mood, my chance of happiness, is dependent on - or rather, controlled by - someone else. And it's ridiculous that I should be allowing that to happen. I have this recurring problem in my personality where I become emotionally attached so easily, and in some cases it's so diff...

I think too much. I've always known this to be true, and I'm fairly sure it's a feature of mine that doesn't go unnoticed to others. Especially seeing as my overthinking tends to be the catalyst of my incessant worrying. A lot has changed within the past year, in both good ways and bad, and it's safe to say that at one point, things got more than a little tough.