Jessie. 17. Origami. New Age music. Sunsets. Beaches. Shy. Yoga. Meditation. Curious. Reading. Marching Band. OCD. GAD. Social Anxiety. Depression. Panic attacks. Exploring. Parks. Hiking. Flute. Clouds. Forests. Ambient music. Storms. Adventures. Candles. Drawing. Journals. Wind. Starbucks. Friendly. Rainy days. Flowers.
shooting star(s)
I want to cry, but I’m not sure why. There’s so much going on. I have to stay in the living room so I won’t cry (my mom’s in here and I don’t want her to ask me what’s wrong. She has a lot to deal with and for some reason I don’t feel comfortable discussing this with her). If I go to my room, I know I’ll spend the next few hours crying.
I don’t want to talk, but then I sorta do. I’m not even sure how I would describe this feeling.
I don’t know what I want to do. I really need to be around someone else right now, a close friend. I need a distraction? I don’t know.
I don’t know why I feel like this and I’m not sure what to do.
I wish I could go talk to my band director but it’s summer. I have no way of contacting him. Besides, it’s his break, he should relax.
I felt so angry for no reason earlier. My emotions were going crazy and I was overreacting with everything, pissing people off. I couldn’t control it. Finally the anger diminished and now I’m left with this sadness.
