Heart beat twice as fast sitting in a car with tears running down my face.
Puffy eyes red lines laying on the floor clutching my head.
I hear people say I'm faking it that I'll get over it, and all I can say is I really wish I was and I will. I hate these god forsaken pills and that I'll get over it because all these thoughts and second guesses. I hate it, and I want it gone.
Just someone being rude to me today when I had a breakdown. Had to write about it