i am going to keep this deliberately vague, because i don’t know who might see it, but let me say this: sometimes i go out on a limb and do something, even though i’m really nervous about it, and i think, "aw heck, it will pay off! it will be okay!" and sometimes that’s true.
but sometimes i go out on a limb, and do something i’m nervous about, and then it takes an enormous humiliating bite out of my ass, and i wish i’d never even opened my mouth and offered to help. because now i’ve been completely misunderstood and misinterpreted, and that’s pretty much my worst nightmare.
i have somehow found myself in the middle of some crazy drama, and i don’t like it one bit. i am currently working on Operation: Extract Oneself.