If you read about mine.

Right here.

Here we go, dumb reader person. (I'm kidding! You're not dumb)

I had a personal "problem" yesterday,

yet another addition to my already maxed stress.

It kinda hit me hard.

If I told you, you would understand.

But it's not my place to talk about it.

Instead I'll make pretty clear hints towards it.

It's better for the sake of that person this way. 

Everything is okay as far as their life is concerned. 

But I'm deeply distressed.

This morning, I woke up feeling like crap. 

I was up late last night, unable to fall asleep as I attempted to shake the thought from my mind. 

I cried quite a bit.

Not just about that, 

but about everything.

I've met my breaking point.

The dumb wall that I built to keep back my emotions just gave up.

Now I'm bipolar as SHI-

I'm.. a bit out of it today.

Heh, some bad things that happened to me this morning:

Woke up, feeling like crap

Woke up to alarm at 7:10 to feed Mikey, when my bus comes at 7:30.

Had a hard time actually getting up.

Went upstairs and did whatever, talked a bit to my uncle. 

Put fruit in a tubberware to bring to school.

Tried presssing the lid down and spilt the fruit across the counter.

Literally, LITERALLY said: "First time that happened today. Let's see how many other times I do something like this. I better not spill my freaking coffee."

Got on the bus.

Felt a little better.

Started ranting to Lucas (one of my friends) while Caleb (another friend) supposedly slept.

Got off the bus, trying to untangle my headphones from my bag strap, trying to get my bag onto my shoulder, and trying to hold my coffee at the same time while Lucas played on my Switch.

Pulled my headphones wrong and flinched as my phone went skittering across the black top.

Started cussing and muttering about it, ignoring the fact that kids were getting off their buses. 

Put my cup between my teeth, right below the lid so it wouldn't fall, to bend down and get my phone, realized too late that was a dumb idea.

My sudden movement made the cup shift in my mouth, so that my teeth moved up and grasped the actual lid, right as I had grabbed my phone and was standing to grab the cup.

Freaked out as my cup fell and splashed coffee everywhere, including me.

Fumbled for the cup, bouncing it over my arm till it clattered onto the sidewalk with the lid.

Screamed: "SEE! I TOLD YOU SO I TOLD YOU SO!" As I snatched it back up.

Lucas laughed it off a little nervously, it wasn't his fault, I was already being erratic. I was smiling anyways, though I'm sure he didn't catch a glimpse of the crazed look in my eyes and the twisted corners of my mouth.

Stomped inside, trying to talk to him about the game. 

Got my Switch back.

Found my sister.

Told her about what was going on, as she told me how good of a day she was having.

She saw the sunrise. 

I told her that I found out the personal thing.

She stopped. She had been laughing when I told her about the coffee, since I had made it like a joke, as per usual. My way of not freaking out and panicking cause a lot of people saw me. 

But she felt really bad afterwards. 

We talked.

She asked if I wanted a hug.

I said no.

She said I needed a hug and hugged me.

I complained but my voice cracked, I couldn't stop the tears. 

She patted my back.

I told her I didn't need a hug.

She knew I was lying.

I finally gave in and said I did. 

One of my friends came over and hugged too.

My sister told her not to.

I said it was fine.

Sister said that she could after our awkward sibling hug.

I laughed a little and nodded. 

Pretty much the rest was making depressing jokes way to loudly,

talking as loud as possible about my morning.

Tried to tell my other, usually depressed, friends about what happened. 

None of them listened, since one told me about her parents wanting her to turn in two missing assignments, since her grade in Language is 95.something%.

She said they make it sound like she's gonna fail. 

I told her if they wanted to see failing, look at my grades. And my pants.

They smell like coffee, at least. 

That's the majority of it.

I think I'm fine now. 

At least devoid of emotions.

Doing the in between of my alter egos. 

I stopped crying at random intervals.

My voice lacks it's usual Papyrus-esk joy.

I'm not smiling.

I'm not frowning, either.

I'm blank.

A shadow of myself.

This is my being depressed.

And I don't even look like it.

I never do. 

Why would I?

I would get attention if I did, just like everyone wants.

But I don't want that attention.

I want you to read this, and I want you to understand.

That's the point in pretty much all of my posts. 

I want you to understand what I went through.

Maybe laugh,

cry,

yell,

or just ignore it. 

I really don't care.

As long as someone, anyone, out there knows what I went through.

What I'm going through. 

And just understand. 

So,

to end this..

..

Have a beautiful day.

-GLitCH