I’ve always been an emotional person and I wear my heart on my sleeve. Today was not a good day. I tossed and turned most of the night and didn’t really get any sleep. I had good moments today but because I didn’t sleep my anxiety was really high. Ugh anxiety. I’ve been stuck in my head all damn day. It was like I had to fight extra-extra hard today. One hit after another hit and I finally broke.
Silent tears… they happen when you’re so exhausted and ready to quit. You’ve got nothing left and all you want to do is sleep. You want to sleep because your tired of listening to yourself. You’re sad, frustrated and exhausted. You reach your breaking point and you don’t want to be strong any longer. That’s when the silent tears start to fall. They happen in the car on your way home, they happen in your room…they just happen.
I sit here, typing away, with todays mascara running down my cheeks. My face is blotchy and my eyes sting. But tomorrow is a new day, and I hope I have no tears.