I had a bit of a breakdown today.
You know that scene in Fight Club where Edward Norton is at his first support group meeting and Meatloaf hugs him and he just starts bawling? I think I had the equivalent of that tonight. This woman was holding me down on a bed and kissing me and all I did was lay there, stare at the wall and cry.
P.S. My life is totally fucked.
P.S. is what part of the alphabet would look like if you removed “Q” and “R”
((HUGS))
Every day is another chance to make things better, David…
You will be okay. ((HUGS))
Maybe there’s some kind of cosmic problem…
I know a lot of people, myself including, that feel like they’re having emotional meltdowns recently.
I hope you feel better soon.
I have nothing terribly comforting to say except that I’ve felt that before. And I’m thinking of you.
Fight Club made me leave my boyfriend, apply to college and move back home with my mom.
(Well, it didn’t make me, but it inspired me.)