I thought today was supposed to be a good day.

It was. Quite.

Only not the part where the wind blew my drink over, spilling its contents all over the table, bench, pris and me. And the best part- I hadn't even taken a sip yet.

And then I was too afraid to get another one. In case something happened again.

For a moment I was afraid to even get food. I had the mentality that you didn't deserve to eat or drink after something like that since you caused trouble cause you wanted to eat.

So I went hungry till about 930 at night, after dance practice.

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Maybe I look like I'm strong, independent and can do everything on my own.

But really, I'm just like every one of you.

Sometimes I'm strong enough to brave the thunderstorm.

But sometimes I can't even stand in the drizzle.

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Happy birthday my friend.