My air conditioner is on the fritz.
I'm getting worn out by the weight of being so searingly angry and wounded.
Soon enough, I can tell, carrying the anger will stop being worth it and I'll put it down. But the Awkward is going to endure for a good long while, that's already in evidence. Pretending to Be Okay in front of everyone is really, really tiring, and there will be times when I just can't manage it, until I actually am okay again.
But seriously? The air conditioner? I almost hit it with a brick. I'm hanging on by a very thin thread over here!
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