Breakdown

So I had a little bit of a breakdown today.

Everything's just overwhelming me right now. Erik and I are fighting - crap. Can you even consider it fighting? I'm not even sure. But he's acting like he doesn't know me. He's fucking treating me like I can't be trusted - who does he think I am, his ex? I'm sorry, I know he's under a lot of stress, but I don't think that gives him the right to accuse me of things just because everyone else is doing them.

Oh, and my grades suck because of the stupid bronchitis. I had straight A's last semester so right now, a 3.63 looks like failing to me, it really does. Because I know I'm capable of better than that and I NEVER settle for less.

And I nearly cracked my skull open today trying to reach behind the dresser, and I have a huge welt on my head, and that was enough to just send me into hysterics for a good half hour - actually, I thought I had a concussion because everything started spinning and I was nauseous, but I managed to sob uncontrollably without puking.

Shoot meeeee.