I was gently reminded the other day that I need to focus on my own reality and recovery.  That it is not us versus them.  I am sure I am breaking plenty of good advice here, BUT ...

The world just doesn't make sense to me.  I see people getting pissed off around one thing or anther.  I see them asserting themselves because they are afraid.  I see their insecurities.  I see them trying find love.  I get it.  I see through it.  I believe they are crazy.  And, I am OK with it all.  I love and accept them all (a meditating yogi seeking samadhi), ... except when it gets pointed at me.  

I am tired of the crap and yes I am blaming others.  I don't need their shit .. I can't handle their shit.  I am just trying to create a little space for myself so I can recover and take another run at life.  I come up for air and the little blue bird of happiness poops on my head.

I don't get people\*.  And, I am the crazy one?  Not sure what support would look like at the moment, but I would sure appreciate it.  I am doing a VSED (volutarily stop eating and drinking) I am so upset.

\* \- I exclude all people in recovery from substance abuse and struggling with mental illness.