Are you okay?

Entering week 4.

I am never okay ever since school started (I even lied to myself that I'm fine). The stress is just overwhelming, coupled by my arts-disabled brain, it's my Great Depression.

Helpless, directionless - it was so intense - the first time I noticed my heart hurts.

Started tearing on a crowded bus en route to tuition. People are looking but I lost all control.

I was like a shaken champagne. Pressure rising; bottled up.

Then I received a rose from my student. I was really glad and thankful and appreciative for that but the joy lasted for a mere second. Irreconcilable misery.

Finally poured it out but the pain didn't go away. I was nevertheless comforted by the care displayed. What I need is for someone to hold me real tight till things are really okay.

When this goes on for too long, you stop believing.