Peeved, or worse

You know how when you hear people saying the same thing to you over and over, you want to rip their heads off???

I am going to take a moment to be a bitch here.

Stop asking me, "how are you?"

Stop it.

You freaking know that I'm doing terrible. You know I have better moments but in general my life is in the shitter. You know there's not much, if anything, you can do about it. Some of you are better at following through with real action and listening than others, and I do appreciate it, and I've told you so. But the off-hand, I-don't-expect-an-answer-other-than-I'm-fine questions have to stop or I am going to lose it -- and possibly beat you to a pulp.

I am trying my hardest to keep it together, but I can only take so much. If you are going to give me chocolate and keep your mouth shut, that's great. Now, you're helping me.

Otherwise, leave me alone and stop asking me that!

Thank you.