hands grip the steering wheel...knuckles white from the pressure
Tonight has been a really tough night.
A lot of change has occurred recently and tonight was just one ugly demon after another plaguing my mind. I thought I let a lot of them go when I cut my hair and bought a bed.
Guess all it took was some craziness to help them back into the carnivale of my mind.
Work was a completely harsh reminder tonight as well. The good news was that I don't think anyone knew I was having a bad night. My beloved sister brought it to my attention that everyone has a hard time from snapping or showing when they're frustrated. But some people are better at it than others.
I want to be better at it than worse. So...I'm sure tonight was the first of many 'try not to show what's going on inside' nights.
You know when a bad thing happens...and everything suddenly seems like a constant reminder of things previous?
I'm so done with life-altering events.
Please please...let them stop.
They make me SO bitter. And the bitterness tends to snip and snap at the edges of my soul.
By the way - it's not a good thing the carnivale is back. You don't want to go in there. It's...unpleasant.
A lot of change has occurred recently and tonight was just one ugly demon after another plaguing my mind. I thought I let a lot of them go when I cut my hair and bought a bed.
Guess all it took was some craziness to help them back into the carnivale of my mind.
Work was a completely harsh reminder tonight as well. The good news was that I don't think anyone knew I was having a bad night. My beloved sister brought it to my attention that everyone has a hard time from snapping or showing when they're frustrated. But some people are better at it than others.
I want to be better at it than worse. So...I'm sure tonight was the first of many 'try not to show what's going on inside' nights.
You know when a bad thing happens...and everything suddenly seems like a constant reminder of things previous?
I'm so done with life-altering events.
Please please...let them stop.
They make me SO bitter. And the bitterness tends to snip and snap at the edges of my soul.
By the way - it's not a good thing the carnivale is back. You don't want to go in there. It's...unpleasant.