I feel like I get left in the midsts of everything.
I'm aware of my mood swings, I'm fully aware that I can become over emotional with the snap of a finger.
But can anybody blame me? It's those years.
I don't know why I feel so shitty. I don't have anything to be upset about by any means, yet I have the ginormous lump in my throat and my eyes are stinging.
It might be anxiety.
It might be me.
Or it could just be you.
Maybe I ask too much, I probably do but I don't know how to stop.