The day started out well, just a tiny rough patch in the beginning, but all around today was a pretty good day. I got to see people i normally would not see, my wounds are healing, read a bunch of poetry, and i had a good amount of time to relax. And then i found out where the bad things of today are in a matter of 5 minutes. it was literally event, after event, after event that hit me like a brick wall. I would have been nice to have these events spread out evenly amongst the day so i could have time to recuperate between them, but no. So now i'm crying like a pathetic wimp of a person not knowing how i'm going to face this week without another breakdown. And what is worse is that I feel that I can't talk to anyone about this in fear of them just saying "suck it up and move on." Sorry, but its not that simple and thats why i don't talk to you about my problems anymore. you're a bitch. This isn't looking good to me. Not good at all.
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