I know it’s my depression trying to take me down cause I’m not feeling too well at all, but I’m struggling massively to pull myself together and not cry and have a melt down. I was ok till my sister I feel like she honestly did it just to get to me, she only bought wheat bread it was the final straw to break the camels back you know. I’m really trying not too loose it and blow up cause it hurts me physically and mentally and emotionally and once I loose it everyone’s gonna feel it I the most kindest,sweetest, and patient out of the 6 of us but I have the most terrible temper of us all. I know it seems small but I’m Tired