overreact User24 I always do. 030618 ... sixteen what happened yesterday. I went fucking_crazy and flipped_the_fuck_out on anyone near me. I can't even remember most of it, I don't know whats wrong with me. urghh 030618 ... User24 overreacting always pisses me off becuase it's just an ugly manifestation of the id. Very embarrasing and sometimes you can't resolve it either. I wish I had more self control. 030619 ... Forming Mind The day I was told on a scratchy telaphone call that he was in the hospital because something went wrong. I didn't know what. They weren't sure, keeping him over night. Possibly could die was ringing in my sister's voice from the reciever. I asked to talk to you, go for a walk for a bit. We talked of nothing, and we said even less. I finally brought it up, and you listened and soon regreted you had to go study for your final. I understood, until I later found you finding another 30 minutes to talk to someone about a party. I overreacted about that you said. There's other times too, you hurt me and it burned. But I can't talk about them you said, that's last year. The aforementioned is supposed to be silent as well. I have to stop overreacting. It was a night I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned in tears and confusion. You had promised to call, I left my phone by my ear as I waited patiently. I yearned and needed to hear your voice, but I fell asleep to the taste of tears. Later you finally revealed it was because you were getting high on the pier, and didn't get home until late. And when I was hurt and annoyed, you said that's why you hadn't told me before. You knew I'd overreact. And now,one small step too many and I'm hurt again. All I wanted was to not be poked fun at about the tender subject. But when I finally stand up to say stop, I'm overreacting and I'm supposed to stop myself. That's your favorite word. Replayed over and over again. Yelled at me when all I wanted was a hug. All I needed was comfot. But instead I often found myself retreating into saying sorry myself. For someone so mature and articulate you leave a lot to be desired, but I always tried to fill the holes up with the tears you caused me. It was all make believe, I see. 041212 what's it to you? who go blather from