Today was.....well....it started off great....then I came home, and started my homework, and I was focused....and then...the fighting started again, and suddenly, homework was out of reach....I felt hopeless...helpless....and for once....dancing couldn't help....eventually I gathered enough willpower to finish my homework....but now it's 8:15, my mom is furious at me for no reason ( and I realize that when my mom's mad at me....I can't feel better until she gets over it) and I'm sitting here....stressed.....depressed.....fresh breakout....feeling ugly.....unhealthy....hopeless...so I started dancing...and it helped for a little while at least. But when I stop...it's like my world stops too. And I'm back here in reality. I want to get up and dance...maybe that's all I can do, until I feel happy in reality again..
Dancing Wisdom of the Day:
Dance may be an escape, but I'm starting to feel like it's not a reality.
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