My Diary
I nearly cried when the day was finally over
Dear Delyara, Not because it was disastrous. Because it was over. That release hit me more strongly than I expected. I sat down, looked at the quiet room, and felt that strange post-survival emotion that comes when your body has been carrying something all day and only tells you once the pressure drops. I think there are days where you don’t even know how much you were bracing until the evening gives you permission to stop. That happened tonight. I didn’t fully cry. But the feeling was close enough that I noticed.
— emberfield_68