This past few days have been terrible.
Grumpy + pessimistic + frustrated + emotionally exhausted = possible case of PMS.
But not right now, its actually a lot more than just PMS.
It`s my thoughts; my scary and unwanted thoughts.
All the emotions that I have been bottling up are like a dormant volcano waiting to erupt.
And we all know what happens when a dormant volcano erupts,
it`s alot nastier than an active one.
Being alone certainly does not help me at all.
No, self-reflection destroys me at mere thought.
I`ll go all self-conscious once I`m alone in my room with a full-length mirror at aid.
Hence, my self-esteem would plummet once I look in the mirror.
I`m full of paranoia and insecurities when I`m alone.
I just can`t help it.
I can`t help thinking the worst of anything when it`s about me.
I just can`t help feeling pessimistic.
I just wish for better days, pretty please.
Things at home have been spreading me awfully thin.
I am just so so tired.