#Chapter 34-The Breakdown

“Home sweet home,” I grumble as I slam the front door closed. I let everything in my arms drop to the floor and slowly make my way to the couch to lie down. The utter exhaustion that runs through my veins is enough to face plant down on the soft material without a second thought. After this horrid day, the last thing I want in my life is to be awake for another minute. I can tell I’m on the verge of a total mental breakdown or even just a complete rampage meltdown. It’s been a few years since my last one, and even Ryan breaking my heart didn’t bring out those demons. But today? Today and the past several days, and all the triggers that have attacked me? Yeah, those are where I’m about to lose my shit. “This is nuts,” I think to myself as lay unmoving on the couch. “Why is this getting to me? I haven’t been like this in years.” There are so many answers to that rhetorical question that I can’t even imagine the list. The trigger after tri