Tonight I had a freak out.
I cry a lot, but by cry I mean there are a lot of things that get me choked up and make a few tears come out,
but tonight I started crying and couldn't stop.
About not being able to get a job, about being mad at some people, about being sad for others, about not being able to pull off a good grade in a stats class, and mostly about the realization that my career as an athlete is basically over and that it's hard for other people to understand why that is so depressing; and maybe it's so depressing because sports were the only thing I ever saw improvement with myself in.
Just one of those nights, eh?