I tend to freak out in un-freak-out-worthy moments. I could blame it on the hormones, and I have been, but in all honesty I’m just the kind of person who is NOT OKAY with things not going my way.
Do you see the wide range of emotions just in those few texts? I went from observing the problem to extreme anger and frustration to crying to apologetic to happy and Jesus-y. All while Drew didn’t text back once. I know he was working, but it’s like he expected me to work it out for myself. Which I did. Because I’m awesome. (Actually, he claims to have not received the bad texts….)
Like a stubborn 2 year old with a broken toy, I just had to cry it out and then chill. Wow. I just compared my outburst to a toddler. With that, I’m signing off…to go cry about it.