Today has been a day of shittiness, and the panicky feeling of your emotions dancing a jig on the knife-edge of remembering just how much you're hurting, and shittiness.

If there's something you need to say 'out loud' before it drives you crazy, or something you want to tell me, or something you want to tell someone else but just can't, or something you want me to tell you; if you need someone to tell you something good about yourself, or there's help you want to ask for, or if you just need someone, anyone to say, "I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere," anon = on, IP logging = off, and all comments are screened. (Or at least... they will be, when LJ stops being a douchebag. Okay, they seem to be behaving themselves. If LJ acts up again, though, let me know.)

(If I reply, and if you want to keep talking, I'll - poached wireless willing - be in the vicinity of the internets all evening to keep replies screened.)