I hate when people say to me:
“The Gods wouldn’t give you more than you can handle.”
The fuck they don’t…the Gods must be giving me fucking way too much credit, then, in that case.
I somehow must have been switched up in the heavenly information database somehow from an individual human being to a military detachment or something…how could any one of the Gods think I would have been able to handle everything that continuously gets thrown at me from left field? I honestly don’t know if I even think Mother Teresa could have managed without eventually breaking down and saying, “fuck this, and fuck you – all of you…”
because, personally…I’m pretty fucking sure I wouldn’t be able to handle a single thing more that’s even slightly stressful.