This morning was horrific. I think I saved a life - maybe even more than one - and I certainly saved a few relationships. Not by doing anything dramatic; just by knowing people. But it almost cost me my life and my sanity - on Christmas morning, for pete's sake, when I couldn't call anyone and say "help!" - so I hope to all the gods that it'll have worked. I'm broken at the moment, very broken, and I won't have a chance to do anything about it for quite a while.
Christmas with my family, though, has been great. No arguments - yet - and truly wonderful presents, so I'm happy about that. I guess things just couldn't be great on the family and friends fronts at the same time, or something.
I broke my own heart this morning. I know it's still Christmas Day for you guys out there, but when it's stopped being Christmas Day, I'd appreciate being called by anyone who's got a spare minute. I really need someone to talk to. I'm sorry this has happened on what must be the least convenient day of the year. I'm sorry. But, please. I kind of need help.