I wrote a really long and poignant post about how difficult the past few days have been for me, struggling with mental illness and all that, and WordPress decided to screw up my authentication somewhere in the interim and what SHOULD have been autosaved was actually NOT autosaved and so now you just get me raging at shitty WordPress Gutenburg garbage.

THANKS WORDPRESS. THANKS EVER SO MUCH YOU PIECE OF SHIT GARBAGE FUCKHOLE.

Well. At least I can feel SOMETHING right now. And that is ANGER. 

Fucking GARBAGE PHP PIECE OF SHIT ASS FUCKWAFFLE CREDENTIALS EDITOR SHITSTICK.

I am so angry I can feel it in my diaphragm. Like, right below my ribcage. That is apparently where anger comes from. 

You COULD have had a nice introspective musing on my attempt to reclaim my mind from the ravages of a deep depression that has plagued me since I was a child, but no. Now you get swears. Not even creative swears!

ASS BUNGLING SHITTY CRACKERJACK SHITSHINGLES.

UGHHHHHH. 

Fuck.