I really don't get the trend now-a-days for everyone to deny the dark side of themselves. Everyone seems to want every dark thought to be medicated right out of them. THey're all trying too hard to be happy with themselves and their lives leaving nothing to stive for. If you're happy you don't have anything to achieve, nothing to work for, nothing to drive you. It's like a yin yang thing. You have to have the dark to balance the light or nothing will be right. Maybe if people embrace their dark sides a bit more things would be a bit more interesting. Maybe the apex of success wouldn't be a huuuuuge house on a teeeny lot in a soulless subdivision who's only connection to the land it sits on is the name the developers gave it to memorialize what they destroyed to put it there.
Does that make any sense?

Widow. Single mom. How does she do it?
Lemme tell you, the whole gig blows. Generally speaking, I'm not a negative person. I leave the negativity to my boyfriend. And he does a very good job with it. It works for him. Unfortunately, all this bile, bitterness and anger has to spill out somewhere. Guess where that's going to happen?
Spot on, sister. Better open your umbrella.