I have seen the freakshow, and it is me

I am a complete and utter spaz. No one should have to live with me; you should all pity John. Poor guy has to endure me being a complete incomprehensible freakshow sometimes, fluctuating between crying jags, tears, anger, and I-don’t-know-what-kind-of-spazzy-episode-next.

Sorry, honey. What can I say? I’m a nutjob.