The Catcher in the Rye

Hey guys.

Sorry that right after you took me into CDLr I kind of dissappeared. It's just been a really crazy (no pun intended) time for me. Its finals week, we just had the big holidays concert, and I started seeing a therapist.

Seems I have a disorder which makes me deathly afraid of rejection to the point where I've become calloused to the world (which I use as a shell to protect myself). It also hurts my friends because I take little things (like them being late) and blow it so far out of proportion in my mind that I have an attack of sorts. My shrink basically said I'm too smart for my own good, I can put two and two together, but after that the sky is the limit, so to speak.

He said that I'm able to see things (people, injustices, social games, and the such) for what they are and it drives me insane.

Well, I'm having a bitch of a time trying to explain this, so I'll try to sum it up in an easier way: If you ever read "The Catcher in the Rye," I am Holdin Caulfield. If you never read the book, just click his name for a brief synopsis.

Well, I've started to bable now. All I really wanted to say here was that I'll be back in full next week when school is over.