Ugh.

I hate to make two FML posts in a row but this needs to be let out.


Last night, at 11:56, I received a horrible phone call I had hoped I'd never get again. I don't want to post all the details but basically one member of my family has been fighting depression for a few years and will be in the hospital for a week or two due to certain complications of said depression.

I could not get this off my mind and was unable to sleep much more than a few minutes all night. So before class I pumped myself full of sugar and caffeine and have been 'topping off' my sugar level since then. I'm in full-on emo-zombie mode.

I need to think, and I need a hug/many hugs.