I don’t know how I feel right now.

I’m worried about my mom. I’m sad that Ashley seemed to have a bad birthday. I’m pissed for reasons I don’t want to explain. I feel like crying. I feel like yelling at someone. I feel like throwing something against the ground. I feel like just laying under the stars. I feel like going for a walk. I want to run away from it all. I really hate feelings. I hate how once I feel any emotion other than happy, every other emotion piles on. It’s impossible for me to just be sad, or just be mad. I end up being sad, mad, worried, afraid, everything. And it sucks.