I am scared beyond belief. I am one step away from making macaroni necklaces and weaving paper baskets in some insane asylum. Do they even have insane asylums anymore? I am in the midst of one of the biggest emotional breakdowns I ever recall having. I feel so utterly alone, so utterly helpless, so utterly stupid. I wish it was raining out. I wish it was night. I wish it would just end. I’m exhausted, I’m anxious, I’m shaking, I didn’t think it was possible to cry this much. I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I want to take all this anger, all this disappointment, all this hatred I am feeling right now and will it out of my body – to banish it from my life – to exile it to never never land.