I didn’t go to class today. Instead I sat on a bench under a tree and listened to the birds chirp. But then I started crying and so I hurried back to my car because I didn’t want to subject any poor soul to that. Crying hurts when you can barely breathe in the first place. I’m so tired of feeling like this. Everything is such a mess. It’s like I just stuck duct tape all over my problems and thought, “there, it’s fixed.” Maybe I need to realize that it’s just broken, and no amount of duct tape or tears will fix anything.