Of course, as most people when they start a new year, I feel fat. So, since I really don't want to be at home right now, I decided to go to do some yoga at my local gym, try and feel a little better.
But I couldn't.
I wrote a letter to this girl, this girl that's broken my heart, a two page letter that I sent to her some days ago. And still I get no reply. So I'm in the yoga class, ready to begin, and as we're doing our meditation I can't help but feel extremely depressed. You see, I learned yoga with her and her family and there I was doing it alone, alone and without her there even emotionally. She left. I fought hard to hold my tears in, I fought hard to hold my feelings in and not cry in front of everyone. I barely did it. I left the class feeling worse than when I went in.
I hope some day soon I will not feel this way again and start being able to post about the good feelings I can have.
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