Tonight is one of those nights.
You know what I'm talking about.
You close the door behind you
And numbly lock it shut.
You stare at your hands
for long, long minutes before finally breaking.
You gasp for breath.
sobbing about everything that went wrong all at once.
Everything that is wrong with you and the world.
Everything that you just can't deal with.
Then you deal with it the only way you know how,
without physically hurting yourself too much.
You take deep, exhausted, shuddering breaths
as you quietly cry yourself to sleep.
The next morning,
you wake up.
Huddled in a corner of your bed with a sore neck
and a pounding headache.
So you get out of bed just like any other morning.