and ye shall be as gods. knowing both good and evil.

what does comfort look like?

i'm feeling like my life is a jealous lover. i am resentful and hurt. i have nothing to be ashamed of and all i really want is comfort from the people i love.
of course, nothing at all has really happened. the only things that have happened are subtle things, things that may or may not only exist in my mind.
i am tired of the winter. i am so tired of feeling guilty and aggressive.
i am especially tired of wanting and wanting, and never getting what i want.

on the bright side, after five years, my wart is finally going away.