Little miss fix-it.

Whatever happened to the care-free, always happy girl i once knew? Ian said she seemed troubled.

I'm trying to solve the problem, cause i miss having her around. Being like this is exhausting. How do depressed people STAY depressed?!?

So, the problem is something like this. A girl & a bee were friends, until the bee stung her. She tried to extract the bee sting as carefully as possible, so as to keep the body intact, in order to reduce the suffering of the bee as well as to prevent it from dying. Slowly, as time went by, the sting remained there, yet the bump has swollen considerably. She is miserable from the constant pain and she has been doubting herself about this bee(friend, hurhur pun unintended). She wants to pull it out in a rage, fling it aside and carry on with life. And, I'm trying to help her with that. Pass me the tweezers.

What is it with people who treat you with such insensitivity when there was already an established common understanding?
Who made me so bitchy?
I dont see the girl anymore.