I probably hadn't realized it at the time, but the whole journey that I'm going on right now started with this hoodie. Just looking at this picture still makes me feel stressed out. Who knew something so pointless, so ridiculous, could still make me feel so... anxious... nervous...
The story isn't really worth retelling.
That's not the important part. It feels silly saying this, but seeing this damn thing still makes me feel like I'm about to get screamed at, or get a string of harassing emails. It makes me worry that all of that crazy is going to start up again.
I hate admitting it, but that whole "thing" really messed me up. I just take that as one sign that I'm making the right choice.
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