True Emotions

           I don't know how long I ran, or felt like I was running. I just felt like I couldn't breathe. I had the idea in my head that if I just held it all in, it would be okay. Everything would be okay. My heart was beating fast. I bit my lip.
          Not now, please not now! I silently wished in my head, hoping that I could keep everything from falling apart. Hoping I could keep myself from falling apart is what I should say. To be honest, it takes me everything not to cry at the end of each day. The sensory overload registering in my head as pain, all the loss...
          No, don't think about it! I scolded myself in my head. It was hard enough without remembering. My pets had been my siblings, and we'd nearly lost all of them. I clenched my fists at my sides. I couldn't let my feelings out! Everyone would think that I'm weak! They'd think I was just another girl that is depressed and always complains about her life! I can't cry! Not now!
           I jumped as one of my friends put a hand on my shoulder, asking if I was alright. He saw my expression then. I started to shake a little as I threw my arms around him, feeling a bit guilty that I was weeping like a small child.
           I don't know how long I cried. Minutes? Hours? I don't know. I don't know how he wasn't sick of hearing my sobs. He just held me there, not pushing me away...
           I know that I tried not to cry often, but still...