France was really, really, really, great. Really. I loved it. Definitely wanna go back. Who doesn't have facebook or we're not friends there - you should be able to see my pics
here. Paris is really beautiful.
I'd write more, but since I got back, I've felt like shit. I'm crying every day, today I started even in front of my father. God. I've no idea what it is, but I suddenly get this weird feeling and that's it, I'm gone. My mother thinks it might be my thyroid condition perhaps. Or just anxiety. I have no idea. But frankly it's rather scary.
Also, as some of you know, I'm going to Athens on Monday. So I'm hoping it'll be okay. Because I'm such a mess now that I can barely function. However, in France I was fine. It started when I got home. So that might have smt to do with it as well, no idea. Fuck. It's never been this bad. So if it doesn't stop somehow, I'm gonna see a doctor for my thyroid and then probably a psychiatrist.
Oh well. Sorry for the rant.