One off-hand comment from a friend (combined with too many drinks), and I’m fighting self-harm urges in a public bathroom. A change in dinner plans leaves me sobbing on my bed. Then, it comes out in bursts of emotion, triggered by seemingly “little” things. It comes out in bad thoughts, like, “ I want to kill myself,” a sentence that sometimes (although, thankfully, not recently) runs through my mind, a placeholder for whatever negative emotions I didn’t process that day.
For me, this rain can manifest physically through stomachaches and back pain no amount of stretching relieves.
