I did not have a good day.
I barely made it home.
My breathing was labored and my head was hurting for all nine hours. I didn’t know how to process today.
I didn’t know what to say.
I didn’t have the courage to say hi.
I felt like such a loser.
I threw up last night.
I threw up in the morning
I threw up when I got home.
I did not have a good day – I hate that I’m like this sometimes.
