I broke down

[das_mrs]

Hardcore.  I couldn't breathe.  Theresa left.  She was so excited.

I know that excitement.  I felt it not that long ago.  I'm so sad I can't still feel that way.

Instead, I dread every day.   I dread work, then dread school, then dread sleep.  I feel like a machine with only one emotion programmed in.

I feel like no one sees me falling apart.

Things are too crazy right now.

I just wish someone would listen, silently and then let me cry on their shoulder.