This morning has been less than comfortable. I went on twitter to check the news, and the first posts I saw were from a girl who I had liked in highschool, and who may have liked me, but I avoided.

It was just a flood of thoughts, like regression to that obsessive thought process. And with it comes the immense guilt and regret that I have over the way I handled the situations. It is a barrage of thoughts and memories, and forced thoughts of how I screw up, and I feel weak against it.

It is silly that things like this affect me so much. Shouldn't this be over? Just yesterday, thoughts of here evoked no emotional response whatsoever, she was just a person, but now it is like she is cutting into my brain again.

I just need to pull it together by 2:00, so that I don't act depressive in my first sociology class.