I'm someone who can always laugh at myself and not admit to serious things, but somewhere, sometime this week I might have fallen down too hard and hit rock bottom. My mind and body must be still be recovering because I feel so numb and tired, yet restless. Today I spent most of my time sitting and thinking how much the air hurt my eyes and why didn't I just stay in bed. Someone just tell me everything's going to start getting better. I tell myself everyday but even the slightest of winds can knock me down. It probably won't even matter how sad and dejected I feel right now, but it's hard facing people when you feel like a thumbtack being pushed into a wall.