Grace

Smells Like Adult Spirit (But Not Really)
2018-03-12 19:59:38 (UTC)

breakdown

I broke down last night. Completely. I can't remember the last time it had happened. I couldn't breathe. I was sobbing and sobbing and sobbing from about 10:00 to 1:30. I reached out for help but no one was really there. So I went onto Blah Therapy, like I'm assuming a decent amount of people in my situation have done. This man and I talked for a really long time. 2 or three hours. He was hitting on me by the end, and it fucking annoyed me so much. Taking advantage of me. Regardless, I had stopped panicking by the end, and ended the conversation once he got weird. It's just horrible that you can't really just vent to someone without them having an ulterior motive.

It felt so good to cry, though. That feeling is like nirvana, sort of. Actually feeling. For once.




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