Cry.

I’m not being melodramatic, but really, I did cry every day of this week. And I’m not embarrassed of telling you why, nor am I hesitant.

Monday.. I had a legitimate breakdown in the Dance Studio. I must have freaked out my teacher, but I really didn’t want to cry in a bathroom with girls doing their make-up. Thank God she’s super understanding/empathetic.  

Tuesday was because of.. well, something.

Wednesday was during rehearsal for the school play. We had to let go of someone who wasn’t with us anymore. I hated it, but neither I or my Drama teacher (who’s helping me direct) never talked about it until that day, and we realized the reason we’re lacking connection to our play is because we haven’t let her go. Emotional, yes. Necessary, very. 

Thursday was from a TV Show (Specific re-runs of SVU make me bawl), and today… was because someone else was crying, and I cried because the pain she was in emotionally was so strong, it hurt to just know you couldn’t do anything. Seeing her like that is like listening to Slow Dancing in a Burning Room. You know what’s going to happen, and it’s incredibly saddening to know you can’t do anything about it. 

So there. I thought, and here’s your answer  :)

♥ Coleen