After a long time, I finally cried.
Didn't thought I would, but it just erupted when I got home.
The rejection was very gentle and thoughtful, I held the tears all the way till I got home.
I thought I'll cry longer, but it didn't. The tears just stopped shortly after. Right now I'm just waiting for my second breakdown.
It's so inconvenient without your own room. You can't even find the correct mood to cry with people around in the living room.
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