Yesterday I had a breakdown.
My family caught a glimpse at how I'm feeling.
I was sitting on the sofa, telling my sister about how I needed to get something from the next room, but I couldn't get up to get it. After a minute or so, I couldn't even talk anymore. I just started crying.
Then I couldn't stop for the next hour and a half.
I couldn't move. I couldn't talk. I could only cry. And every single time someone asked me a question - which I couldn't answer or react to - it made me all the more frustrated.
I just sat there and all I could do was to bare myself. Everyone was freaked out and overwhelmed with the situation.
I hated it, but it made it clearer once more that I have issues they can't begin to understand, much less fix...
Til the next time
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