This is just some extra crap I thought of in the shower this morning.
That's right - I was totally naked when I thought this stuff up.
I asked for this. I actually begged and pleaded and struggled and fought for this. This is what I wanted. This is what I needed. If I keep telling myself these things, do it often enough and for a long enough period of time, then maybe I'll stop fucking whining about it so much.
If I'd just let myself go, and stop overthinking things so much, I bet I'd be a lot happier. I'd probably be an asshole, but I'd be a happier asshole.