You know it’s a bad day when you start crying as soon as you
walk into your therapist’s office. I’ve felt close to crying for the last
couple days but kept it together. When I got there I couldn’t keep it together
anymore.
I cried again when I had to make dinner. I just want to go
to sleep.
I hate that I have to do homework, that I have to shower,
that I have to read a book to my daughters. All these things seem like too
much. I just want to go to bed.
Typing this is too hard.
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