Just me, myself, and everything else

I'm not hard wired like everyone else.
Yes, I'm human - but my brain doesn't work like everyone else's.

Here's the deal -
as someone who has a harder time processing emotions and feelings, I have to decide to either a - realize im not normal, and deal with my emotions as they come, or b - force myself to conform to what everyone else thinks I should be, and let everything bottle up and kill my from the inside out.

I'll choose A.

Tonight - sleep isnt on the menu. Neither is anything else.
I'm sitting here in the living room crying while Kat and Andrew are both passed out.
He busted his ass all week, so, my normal answer to his question "Are you ok?" is always, "Yes baby, why?"

Its so hard for me to ask him to deal with my issues when I know he has ones of his own he is dealing with.

Tonight though, ...
tonight would have been a perfect time for some affection.
I tried - but I guess he was too tired to catch on...

Then, the emotional part kicks my ass and says, if I was worth trying for, he would have.