I hate this time of year. Everyone's stressed out over every little fucking thing.
Girlfriend's been a mess because her family is coming in the next couple of days and, well, that never goes well for her. Of course, her way of unraveling in the face of stress is to let all of her insecurities worsen to absurd levels, which is really hard and frustrating to deal with.
I'm not spending enough time with her because she's too old, I'm spending too much time with her because I'm just feeling sorry for her, I'm too distant because she's too crazy. BLERGH.
My brother being a constant pain in the fucking ass isn't helping things and his lack of basic respect for anyone in my life is getting fucking grating.
I want Christmas to be over, I want her family back in Ontario and I want him to get a fucking job and get out of my house.
That's all I want for Christmas.