I don't even think it makes sense to say
If someone that I've poured that much heart and soul and effort can question how I feel, I wonder if theres any way for me to accurately and honestly depict my inner feelings to anyone at all. I'm sick of everyone telling me how I feel. I'm feeling FINE. I WAS FINE. Everything was absolutely hunky-dory. And now I want to rip my hair out until my skull bleeds and scream until I'm hoarse.
I tried to talk to my mom about it, and all she could do was beg me not to get angry. Literally, beg me not to let it consume me; she doesn't want to see that side of me ever again.
I can't blame her, because neither do I.
It'd be much easier to keep my emotions more detained and regulated if I had some idea of what to do.
But I don't.
Remember that time I talked about trust?
I tried to talk to my mom about it, and all she could do was beg me not to get angry. Literally, beg me not to let it consume me; she doesn't want to see that side of me ever again.
I can't blame her, because neither do I.
It'd be much easier to keep my emotions more detained and regulated if I had some idea of what to do.
But I don't.
Remember that time I talked about trust?