Firstly and most noticeably, I'm constantly in pain from IBD and gerd. I can't even sit comfortably half the time as a result. Recently a lump started growing under my jaw which is just fantastic, can't wait for that doctor visit. I'm also constantly worried about something, so I'm never really comfortable anyway. 

Recently, I had to give away my cat because I could not take care of her, which hasn't helped my mood. In addition, I start a job next month where I'll be forced to play my public persona for 40 hours a week, suppressing every aspect of my real self to accommodate the social games others seem to gleefully play. I can't even pass by someone without accidentally being awkward and making them uncomfortable. Awesome, I love who I am.

So, that being said....where's the joy? It's just setting in for me at 21 that THIS is all life really is. There's a kick in the balls around every corner.