Today was probably the closest that I have ever come to a breakdown of some sort. Whether it was emotional or mental I am not really sure. All I really know is that walking in the hallway from art to physics, I had a hard time not bursting into tears. And sitting in my room now, trying to calm myself down with good music, the sound of rain and a nice warm mug of tea, I can still feel that bent up emotion crackle and spark every once in a while like a bag of rouge fireworks. I am surprised it has never happened sooner really. I will probably die at 32 of a heart attack due to all the elevated levels of cortisol in my blood.
i need some time or something
I think we've all had those days...sometimes one too many of them. Take time to do something that makes you happy and at that moment, screw everything else!
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