Today the car broke down. Not my car, not a neighbour's car. THE car. The family car. The car that's supposed to be taking me to university in a week on Saturday. I'm lost as to what I'm going to do if the car doesn't get fixed before then and to be honest it's struck a fear in my heart about leaving that I'm using all of my might to battle.
Recently I've been waking up with random cuts and bruises. The smallest little touch can cut me and if I'm honest it's really annoying, I've been trying to figure out what it is and I didn't realise until the other night that I'm a really unsettled sleeper. I don't sleep very well and I lash out and talk in my sleep and make weird noises. I would love to have my sleep analysed by some psychology hot shot.
I had crooked teeth from when my adult teeth grew through up until I got braces when I was 15. I was 16 when I got them removed and I got a retainer that was a pain in the ass, or more the mouth. It didn't fit properly and I would have had to pay like £65 to get them remade so I had no retainer and now my teeth have started to go wonky again. I feel so ugly when I notice them but then someone tells me I have a nie smile and I feel better again.
Sometimes it's just the smallest thing that can lift my mood even when it's an even more minute thing that can bring it down.
"Happiness can be found in even the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light." - Albus Dumbledore
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