Excusing herself under the guise of studying, she leaves the room, running up the stairs, waving and forcing a smile.
None of her family spare her a glance, continuing their conversations.
She feels her stomach, still wanting food, and she knows her body needs the nutrition. She knows she will need water. But she can't think of any of those right now.
Because the thoughts. The feelings. The stress. Everything. It's all building up, filling her mind space and creating a lump in the back of her throat, making her breathe shallower as she tried making it into her room, where no one would hear her or remember her.
Her hands started shaking, eyes tearing up, stomach knotted, legs moving and her as a whole, suffocating.
She feels like she is suffocating.
She sees the light of her room, which she left on. Almost there. Getting closer. She lifts an arm to wipe her face and uses the other to grab the door, closing it as quickly and quietly as possible as she slips in, with barely a sound, except for a hiccup.
Made it, just barely.
She looks at herself in her mirror, staring in her dark, tired, worried eyes, which were swollen and red and wet. Her nose too, was red, lips bitten, eyes and cheeks wet, nose running, eye bags dark and evident. Messy. Disgusting. Useless. Her thoughts raged as those years streamed down her cheeks, as she brought her shaking hands up to her face and sobbed, as quietly as she could while still letting it out, sinking to the floor in despair.
She just can't take it anymore.
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Random emotional occurrences
RandomA collection of.... particular feelings/emotions ig?? and occurrences that happen w it- idk how to explain it 😔😔 Also!!! There could be things that are triggers for some people, for example hints of sűìçîđě If you do need help please reach out to...
