jongdaeyah

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.