The Day After

When I heard what happened that night, I hated myself.

I hated myself more than I ever have before.

How could I be so stupid and vulnerable publicly?

How can I recover from this?

Will I ever recover from this?

I don't think I want to face these people ever again.

I don't have the strength nor the courage to face my problems head on.

Why is it that people like me always resort to self-destruction in attempt to shut off my brain?

Shut off my thoughts.

Shut off my emotions.

I hate that I'm over emotional.

Being overly sensitive around people is the biggest reason why I feel like an embarrassment to my loved ones.

I'm more worried about embarrassing other people than myself.

I guess that's the kind of person I am.