30 percent recovering.

Today, I'm thankful that I didn't shed one tear. I guess my lacrimal ducts got busted from all the crying I did yesterday. I am less sad now; but that's because I made everyone in the house not talk about it and if there's one thing I know when you live with boys, is that YOU CANT NOT BE STRONG. I still strongly isolate myself from the world. I don't want my friends be infected with my sadness. I can't not be happy when I'm with them, I know they're not used to that and they;ll just worry. Plus, in the end we'll just talk about it more and I don't want that. I'm trying to keep myself happy busy through little things. Well, I said I try. 70% more.