"It's the little things in life that mean the most."
I never understood that saying, until it was every little thing for me.
The little things, when my ponytail is either too tight or too loose.
The little things, when my socks are too different.
The little things, when no matter how hard I try, nothing makes sense.
The little things, when a single word could make me burst into tears.
The little things, when I can't remember what I was thinking.
The little things, when I can feel my heart beating.
The little things, when my favorite snack makes me sick to my stomach.
The little things, when no matter what I wear, nothing feels right.
The little things, when no matter how loud I am, no one can hear me.
The little things, when under my blanket is too hot, but without it I'm cold.
The little things, when my handwriting doesn't look right.
The little things, when I just want to cry, but nothing will come out.
The little things, when I just want to be alone, but there are just so many people.
The little things, when I can feel the clothes on my skin.
The little things, when I want to say so much but the words just won't come out.
The little things, when my hair is too frizzy.
The little things, when my pencil is too sharp.
The little things, when my mascara is different on each eye.
The little things, when I can't fall asleep.
The little things, when I can't see the stars in the sky.
The little things, when I feel bad in the morning and can't get up.
The little things, when I yell at someone without thinking and it gets out of hand.
I would be fine for weeks, but then one day of the little things could send me over the edge.
~S
2/21/22
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العاطفيةThis is basically just diary entries for those days, that I think are relatable.
