graci.

Because I like lions lovely

Today has been nothing but overwhelming for me. I haven’t felt this much anxiety, and minor case of depression since three summers ago. This is just ridiculous. Troy breaks up with me because he’s stressed over long distance. The fuckery of an excuse is that? When you think someone is worth it like you say they are, prove it with your actions. And just when I thought, just when I believed he was absolutely nothing like what everyone said he was, there he goes and proves them right, and proving me stupid. Like really? I was doing sooo well. I had recovered, I was strong, I was valiant and happy and the hell with how having a boyfriend can change all of that and crumble you back down to where you started. Never again. 
Someone in my immediate family went to jail. And all night, I spent it driving Queen B Anxiety around looking for him. Driving Driving Driving. All night long. And then we finally get that call to come bail, And this whole morning into day has just been spent there. I’m just now home. I feel a mess. A complete wreck, and I’m trying to hold it all together, because I know I can’t fall when I’m already standing so high. But really? I mean, why?? Why me? Why now? Why is it when things were finally going just right, they go so terribly wrong?
I’m overwhelmed. Oh bother. Frick.