I'm having a bad case of the mean reds. Mean reds are when you're scared. Sometimes I don't know why I'm scared, but tonight I know why. My heart is palpitating because I know why.
I had a draining day. I confronted a Melanie Hater (I don't like using that term anymore, but that's how you know them by) earlier for brunch. We talked about everything. I knew that the waterworks were going to hit me sooner or later, so I surrendered myself to it. I openly weeped while…Continue