Thunk between the eyes.

See, I used to think I was easy to get along with. That I was a rational, fairly insightful woman, and I never pulled that girly "I'm FINE" crap. Which I still don't. But.

Along with all the rest of the radical changes in my self-view, I'm now doubting all of the above. Am I rational? Am I easy to get along with? Or am I, without knowing it, someone some guy somewhere will eventually call, "That crazy bitch"?

I have to get back to trusting myself. Oh, dear. Well! This has certainly been a year, hasn't it?