I need help...

I cried again... Except this time it wasn't in my car at the top of a mountain or in my bed all by lonesome. I just cried to my second counselor for who knows how long for no apparent reason. And this wasn't just any cry. This wasn't just one glistening tear sliding down my cheek. This was definitely full on. Can't even stop if I try. Totally embarrassing. Completely emotionally unstable to the point of no return. He had no clue what to do with me...

My life is such a joke.

I am so sorry Second Counselor.