the
other day,
I was teaching a little girl at
gymnastics. she's about 5. her name is Sienna. she was on
the
trampoline, doing some jumps. when she came over to me so I
could help her get off, she
jumped into my arms, hugged me, and said "you are
beautiful I love you Miss Marina!"
easily made my day.
♥
I'm
just
so
beyond
done
w h e n
I s a y o n e t h i n
g a b o u t h o w
I f e e l ,
I s u d d e n l y t u r n
p a t h e t i c .
a n n o y i n g .
w a n t i n g a t t e n t i o n .
w e i r d .
& t h e w o r s t p
a r t i s ,
m y f r i e n d s t h i n
k t h i s o f m e .
b u t i t ' s p e r f e c t l
y n o r m a l f o r t h
e m t o
h a v e f e e l i n g s
.
Breaking down is scary.
all at once, everything starts storming through your
head. and you can't stop it. you know it's coming, so
you push as hard as you can not to start crying. but then it
all hits you. you have just enough energy to get up real quick,
shut your door and turn off the lights, and turn your
tv up loud,
because you can't handle listening to music you can relate
to right now. then you fall. you feel lost. broken. you
can't stand up, you can't see, and your stomach feels
like it's gonna fall out. your trying to grasp on to
something to keep you from falling apart anymore. you can feel
the tears roll down your cheeks like a waterfall. those veins
in your forhead are throbbing. your nose is all stuffy, so
you can't breathe because you can't stop crying. then
after you stand up, your literally holding yourself together
with your arms crossing eachother over your stomach. you
wobble to the mirror and don't know what your looking at.
that girl used to be all happy, and pretty. now she looks
miserable and ugly. she's weak now. she doesn't want to
be though. she tries hard to say "relax, sweetheart,
it's okay." you stopped crying now, but the pain is
still in your eyes. you tear up a little, but you tell yourself
no. your head is pounding, and you still can't see clearly.
you feel like you failed. so you roll up into bed, under the
covers and fall asleep, even if it's mid day. because you
have had enough of reality for one
day.
tonight
was my little cousins birthday
party.
it was
just all of my aunts and uncles all hanging out,
and my cousins. I don't see these relatives a lot,
but
the entire time they we're telling me how
sweet,
thoughtful and cute I am, and how
they like me a lot
because of how mature I am to most
kids.
I was starting to think no one appreciated how I always try to do the right thing.