I feel bad and I am pissed. I am so tired of it. I’ve been anxious all day so I skipped my first 2 periods but I decided to pull through and go to my dual classes anyways. I got up, did my makeup, and felt bad. I went to class, took my notes, and felt bad. I texted my mom I was going to my next class off campus, got in my car, and felt bad. I could feel the tears coming but I had done my makeup and I didn’t want to mess it up, so I tried to hold them back. They came anyway, and I was so pissed. I was pissed my makeup was now streaking down my face. I was pissed that I can’t easily go to all of my classes like everyone else. I was pissed that I can’t just feel normal. I am so damn tired of not feeling normal! I just want to be happy! I hit my steering wheel and screamed. I definitely looked like a psycho to anyone driving by. I cried and yelled at myself and at God and at this damn illness because I’m tired of seeing my moms face drop when I’m feeling anxious or dep...
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