Man oh man, I am ready for summer to be over.

It is flipping hot here and me + hot = beat down Renee.

When I get beat down, I crumble.

I crumble too easily.

I crumbled this weekend.

I am not really sure why, but I did.

I crumbled into puddle.

That puddle led  me to a panic attack, that led to guilt, that led to uck.

I am tired of crumbling.

I do wonder if I will ever stop crumbling or if I will
continue to crumble but learn how to deal with it?

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