Amos hurt my feelings and I've spent the entire night huddled under the porch, whimpering and crying. My self-esteem is in tatters and my id has packed up and left with my Ego and Superego to drown their sorrows in alcoholic beverages and they told me that they may never return. I no longer have even a smidgen of a gestalt left.

OH, WOE IS ME!!!! Living in desert country there is not even a river into which to cast my lorn and bereft body!!!! Therefore I shall not End It All.