Sometimes I'm standoffish and defensive, and I let the angry part of my mind do the talking for me. Sometimes I don't know what the hell I'm doing. When someone you care about it clearly struggling, but you can't sum up what you need to say to them, it's the most sickening thing you'll ever feel. Sometimes I really don't know what I'm supposed to say; whether I should back off and let someone chill out, or if I should step in and say something. So I do whichever of those things is the thing. I don't know why I'm like this, but I always have been. Maybe someone spilled beer on my internal circuit-board. It was probably me. If you need something I'm trying to provide but am failing at, it's okay to tell me. I'll try harder. I'm not bad. I was just coded that way.