Well that was really bad. My dad just came in, asked what was wrong, and really wanted to do something to help, and ended up just questioning me, making me feel worse, and then I started crying. Yes, crying. I actually cried in front of someone. That kills me.
I'm trying. I.... I'm very stupid. There's nothing to be upset about. I'm not literally dying, nor is anyone close to me. I should be fine right about now.
Crying can be good, that's what everyone says, but I always feel so weak and melodramatic when I cry. Especially when I let other people know that I'm crying. So I try to avoid it. This is what I get for ignoring everything for so long, I guess.