Drama...drama...drama...

So, I nearly cried two or three times when I was over at a friend's house today. Somehow I ended up talking quite a bit about my life before I moved out here and got to know these two particular friends. Turns out I had quite a bit more drama in my life than I realized and it affected/still affects me quite a bit.

Well, to be honest, I know I've had problems in my past with people and situations and such. I just...usually don't think about them, I guess, or I ignore them at the time until much later when the damage has most certainly already been done. And even then, I don't usually line all the traumatic events one after the other all at once. But tonight I did.

At least, I talked about many things. Not quite all of them, because I definitely would have started sobbing then, but I talked about many many things that have occurred. And...I guess it hit me on...how much life can just suck.

I ended up not crying at my friend's place, though I may cry now that I'm in my room on my own when everyone else in the house is asleep. Just got to make sure I don't wake them up, is all.