...

Am hurt. Very hurt. Maybe it's silly and nonsensical, but it hurts.

Sometimes it's ok to be hurt, angry and disappointed right? I don't know.

I just am. And I want to bawl my lungs out.

And it's nothing to do with bosses or friends or relatives. Something so unrelated, yet it has the power to hurt me. If I analyse it further it won't bode well for my fragile ego.

So I'll sulk, cry and perhaps sleep over it. Maybe it won't be so bad in the morning after all.

Damn! Damn! Damn!