Low...

Utterly depressed, I hate hormones. I think I might cry if _______. It's a rough day and I don't know why. I miss Michael. I want to hug him and squeeze him.

I don't know what's triggered everything, but things seem so bleak today. I have no idea how to be me today. I'm lost in a blinding ray of sunshine that makes you wince. I'm blinking but I see a slot machine of my life that's not lining up. I'm not even getting free cocktails here. Why am I so low?