Grrrr.

It's difficult feeling stifled.

I feel like I have to censor myself about the whole situation.  I keep telling myself over and over it's really none of my business, yet it doesn't seem to help.

Maybe what really bothers me is what I would say if I *could* say it.  It's heinous.  It's mean spirited.  It's judgmental.  It's just...nasty.  Venomous.  I am ashamed of my thoughts and feelings.  Regardless, they're still there and I can't just make them go away.

There's a line between open and honest communication and just plain, old tacky.

Besides, it's hard to hear things about someone you love that aren't very nice.

*sigh*

I feel paralyzed by it.  My heart races more often than it doesn't.  I'm stressed out.  Things feel very one sided right now.

It hurts.  It's not supposed to hurt like this.