A brick wall. That's all I want to be for Christmas.
Just a quick reminder. I don't celebrate Christmas, folks. Don't tell me 'Merry Christmas!', or suffer the consequences. Now, to my point of this post. This season, is Hell. I have discovered the location of that vile realm, and it isn't a place. It's a time. This season, is Hell. I do not exaggerate on the people that seem to be emotionally suffering. 7 people, 7 of them, have come to use my shoulder. Struggling and announcing their troubles socially or emotionally. People are breaking down around me, and I know I'm of good advice. Otherwise people wouldn't come to ask for it so often. But regardless, this is pushing me a tad far. When everyone is getting this bad, I just want to punch everyone in their face, use a scapel to remove their torso skin, and pour salt water over their exposed muscles. Screw you all. I don't mind helping people, I even like it at times. But when several people are coming to me within a brief period of time? Then.. I think...