Tears....

Last night was a great night, thunderstorms, grey clouds and rain. We had a good evening, made pizza and just relaxed.

Today - well this morning, I woke up and for some reason I was quite needy, but L didn't realize it and I didn't vocalise my need. The plan was to clean up as half my crap was there, and then go hang out with her friends. Well I decided to be kind of detached, I was helping but not really being my normal self. She asked what was wrong when we were at the bottom of the steps, with all the rubbish and I just broke down. I hid my face and refused to tell her what was wrong. She tried to get me to show my face and kept asking, until I got up and went straight to the bathroom. See I don't cry in front of others...or let them know what is bothering me (it is a great trait of mine!!!!). We haven't spoken since. I hate this, I hate being scared and that is why I cried.

Well we are off to her friends sometime soon, so I better put on my happy face hey?!