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Emotional meltdown
Emotional meltdown













emotional meltdown

Regarding your question, I could just say, "Tell your ex-roomie to back the fuck off and chill the fuck out." But no, I have to meander all over the place to make a simple point. The beauty of the human mind is its ability to extrapolate to amazing degrees and complexities. Unfortunately, like ghosts, crises are all around you if you believe in them. You need a place where you can throw a rolled-up diaper in the trash can, stretch your legs and think, " Meh, I'd rather get back in the car with those screeching demons and the rank odor of stale Cheez-Its." You need a rest stop every once in a while. The road of life can't always be one long Vegas Strip. I have said on numerous occasions that emotions are the spice of life, but I think everyone can agree that if you overspice everything all the time, you miss out on a lot of wonderful subtlety. Moderate people never say, " Yes! I will mud wrestle!" Moderate people never say, " Hold my beer while I attempt this triple Lindy." Nobody ever said, " I wonder how many reasonable, moderate people I can invite to my party." Moderate people never attempt embarrassingly bad dance moves. Goddammit, I hate being put in the position of having to argue for moderation. So here's my question: How do I get her to stop coming to me every time she has an emotional meltdown? Or better yet, how do I keep her from having emotional meltdowns?

emotional meltdown

The day before, she thought her cat was getting diabetes. Yesterday, she needed to "process" her phone call with her mother. It would be one thing if this were a rare occurrence, but this is every day. I'm sorry, but some dude not noticing a haircut is not worth two hours of anyone's day, definitely not mine. Yesterday she was at my door crying because her boyfriend didn't notice her haircut. She is constantly in crisis mode because everything is a crisis. Even though we aren't sharing a room, she might as well be living with me for all the time she spends in my apartment complaining about her job/boyfriend/life.

emotional meltdown

My college roommate relocated to Austin in June with her company and, at my suggestion, moved into my apartment complex.















Emotional meltdown