I woke up in such a strange mood. I want to cry. Over nothing. Cry just for the sake of it. I’ve got a headache. I’m tired. Grumpy. I don’t want to get out of bed. I keep pulling the covers back over my head, hoping the world will disappear while I’m hiding. Then when I look up, unsurprisingly, the world is still there. I got triggered last night by a lot of stuff, and then had some horrible dreams. I want to sleep, but I don’t want to see those things again. I want to cry, but I don’t want to give in. I want to go to the shops to get out of the house, but I don’t want to be seen. I want to go buy some pills, but I don’t want to hurt her. I want to hibernate, but the world wont disappear. I want to not be here, but I am.