an hour later and i still feel bad.

and honestly, the person i feel like i want a hug from is a boy i really didn't expect to like.

I shouldn't have gone to sleep at some ridiculous hour like 5:30 pm. I woke up again at about 9:30 pm after a nightmare and I'm feeling so panicky and ridiculous. I don't want to be haunted and plagued by so many negative thoughts but this seems to always happen when I'm back in C-town.

i truthfully don't feel unhappy, like things are fine and i get by with everything but it's so hard because it feels like i AM unhappy and i'm lying to myself, but i genuinely don't know. i'm worried i'm bottling everything up again but i don't even realise i'm doing it. whining doesn't really help. i just don't know how to actually determine what the problem exactly is here.

i've been in what feels like a minor panic attack for the past six hours, all because of a rude text message i got, oh my god.