I am not a crier. The last time I really cried was probably eight years ago. Well, until tonight, anyway.
My point is that I am not dealing very well with this. At all. It is causing me to feel horribly depressed, and I am without my one reasonably healthy coping mechanism.
It’s enough that I am wasting so much space; I don’t need to fill it with negativity too. I am going on hiatus.