So what do you do, when there is no man to yell at, and it is not any woman's fault so you can't yell at a woman?
And there is no governmental agency responsible, and there is no religious group or ethnic source of your frustration?
I am Canadian, and frankly, there is no downside to that.
I live in Ontario, and there is nothing negative about living here.
I live in a small town, and while it lacks in some areas, it has perks as well that don't exist in the big city.
I am disabled, but, I have the support of a disability pension, so my income is not a problem.
I don't own a home, but, I also don't have a need to pay property taxes and repairs are not my problem.
But I still manage to find ways to be unhappy. How the hell do I manage that?
Considering all of the above, it is maddening I suffer from depression at all.
Ok I am not able to pursue my dream of woodworking. That's nobodies fault. Life just happened.
I was not born in the right body, and I have no one to blame for that, it just happened that way.
There is no one to take my frustrations out on though. I get frustrated and angry and there is no target. I can't beat up life.
Oh just walk away, I am clearly mental here. Lesley is just having one of her irrational female moments.
