I'm going to a party tonight with a girl I hook up with. Neither of us wants commitment, and that's as far as the relationship has been defined. However, my ex-gf, who I have always remained friends with but who has not gotten past things in the past, was going fucking ape shit because of jealousy. She has decided that she is also going to the party. Meanwhile I am out of appropriate attire. To make matters more humorous, my inner game could not be weaker. The situation is poor, but the real challenge is that my frame of mind is absolute shit. I feel unattractive and EXTREMELY pressured b/c of the whole jealous.ex.gf / me-looking-bad-at-a-party-in-front-of-new-and-over-sensitive-FWB / me.going.to.a.party.at.all.in.this.mental.state, thing. According to the gospel of JJJ, emotions will try to fuck you up, so you make them a pebble in your shoe and continue walking. Until you bleed. (thx to mystery for the metaphor) DRAMA edit: anyone else with a particularly stressful - or dreary - night, here's the place to vent.