freak out

so i have been freaking out about everything lately; a mini breakdown you might say, acting like the type of girl i usually despise being around. it has been a internal disaster. and then today i realized why does it even matter? it was like my old self came back and gave a solid right hook to the psycho and now things are good. with the right hook, dr. pepper, lunch with my oldest sister, countless conversations with my best friend, and some prayer, i think things are good. life is a balancing act that i'm not very good at. sometimes i would really like to take a seat and watch the show instead of participating, but where would be the fun in that?

xoxo