Public Crying

I've been doing a lot of it lately. I hold it together for the period I absolutely need to: a day at work, a few hours in a meeting or with friends; but as soon as I'm released into the oxygen and anonymity of the outside world I break down. And not in a rap dance kind of way.

Today was hard. I felt like a failure. I felt I embarrassed myself. But regardless, when I think of the Relationship That Didn't Work Out, I just cry. If this emotional spag bog doesn't resolve itself by Wednesday, I think I should perhaps postpone Thursday night's catchup with TKO.