So yeah. I was really angry with Ian. I was upset because of a tweet that suggested some bullshit about the universe helping you when you really want something. It really bugs me when lucky, well-off, happy people indicate that happiness is easy. As a person who gets depressed I take issue with the idea I could choose to be happier. Because damnit I’ve tried. As a person who feels hurt at the world’s pain and sadness I take issue with the idea that a positive outlook is all you need. And I was having a really really bad day that didn’t feel much like the universe helping me. So I said how pissed I was. And now I’ve taken it down. Because well, I actually barely know the tweeter. And I suppose spreading hurt by lashing out in anger is rather problematic. No one ever visits this blog, but I’m sharing the address again soon, so I’m making it somewhat presentable. This post is a placeholder in case someone somewhere read the first post. Sorry. I’m still practicing love.