Rough day

I’m having a day where I’m just overwhelmed by . . . life, basically. I got up and went to church early for band practice and managed not to break down crying when Pastor stopped, turned around, and came back to say that it didn’t really sound like I was okay when he asked how I was doing. There were tears, but not full out crying. I made it through the service instead of bailing and hiding in the bathroom the whole morning, which, I’ll be honest, is what I really felt like doing instead of singing.

The singing was good, though. It felt good and refreshing while I was doing it, but it was also exhausting. When I was done helping clean up and heading out the door, Jeremiah, the music pastor, looked at me and asked, “Are you okay?” and I said, “No,” because I just don’t feel okay today. “Do you want to talk about it?” he asked. “No,” I said, and the tears started to come back up again and I bolted for the door.

Justin stayed home with his mom and sister so I was alone driving home. So I drove myself to the soccer field between home and church and just sat there crying. Not because anything in particular is wrong, just because I needed to cry. And I’ve just been curled up in bed for most of this afternoon. Because I just can’t handle doing anything else.

Have you ever had days like that?

5 thoughts on “Rough day”

  1. Sorry to hear it, Kylene. But I know exactly what you are saying. I’ve had days just like that. But the good news is that they do pass, even if the situations don’t change. Just hang in there. But don’t be afraid to talk it over with someone, if you have the chance. Maybe someone older who understands you.

    Love and hugs,
    Mom

  2. No. I wasn’t suggesting you talk to me. At first I had to think what you thought I was being subtle about, because I’m never subtle. Anyway, I actually meant someone from church or work or whatever that understands you. I’m not sure I understand you all that well any more, with the distance and the years gone, etc.

    Hope you are feeling more optomistic today.

    Love,
    Mom

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