It's going to have been three weeks since I pulled the muscle, and the doctor said I would need four to resume physical activity. But I'm losing my mind. I want to throw something against the wall because I feel so useless when I'm not in the gym.
On the plus side, I've gone from being worried about being alone to absolutely not caring, so long as I can work out. I get it, the rest of the world has is paired up. All the girls have guys. What, do I look like, the Sonichu author? I'm not going to go "why me?" constantly when I can put my energy towards an endeavor I have direct control over.
If I've ever offended anyone because I've said something that was crass, offensive, or just plain stupid personally, I apologize profusely.
If I've ever offended someone because of my opinion concerning cartoons- Is that really something to be enraged about?