I’d like to start by saying I am mentally stable.
Unfortunately, the evidence does not support this claim.
In my defense, none of these were dramatic public meltdowns. These were private, dignified emotional collapses. The kind where you stare at a wall and question your entire operating system.
Here are some of the completely reasonable, fully justified things that have recently broken me.
1. Dropping Something
Not the act itself.
The realization of what comes next.
Because dropping something isn’t just dropping something. It’s a full decision tree.
Do I pick it up now?
Do I leave it there and pretend it doesn’t exist?
Do I reorganize my entire life around avoiding that specific area of the floor?
The object now lives there. This is its home. I am its neighbor.
2. Being Hungry, But Nothing Feeling Worth It
This is a special kind of psychological warfare.
You’re hungry. Your body is sending signals. But every single food option feels like an insult.
Nothing sounds good. Nothing feels doable. Everything requires effort I do not possess.
I once stared into my refrigerator like it had personally betrayed me.
It knew what it did.
3. Being Too Tired to Do the Thing I’ve Been Waiting to Do All Day
This one feels especially personal.
You finally have time. The house is quiet. The moment has arrived.
And your body is like, “Absolutely not.”
The betrayal is staggering.
I had plans. Dreams. Mild intentions.
Now I have a blanket and resentment.
4. Dropping Something Again After I Just Picked Something Else Up
This is targeted harassment.
There is no other explanation.
5. Feeling Overwhelmed by Completely Normal Responsibilities
Nothing dramatic. Just basic, everyday tasks.
Replying to a message. Making a phone call. Deciding what to do next.
Individually, they are manageable.
Collectively, they form a powerful emotional boss battle.
6. Being Touched by My Own Shirt Incorrectly
There are moments when fabric becomes the enemy.
Suddenly the sleeve is wrong. The collar is wrong. Everything is wrong.
I don’t know what changed.
But I know I cannot go on like this.
7. Being Exhausted by Something That Shouldn’t Be Exhausting
You ever do one normal thing and your body reacts like you just completed a wilderness survival challenge?
Same.
I did not climb Everest.
I sat upright too long.
8. Realizing I Still Have to Do This Again Tomorrow
This one sneaks up on you.
You finish the tasks. You survive the day.
And then it hits you.
This is a recurring series.
There is no series finale.
9. Something Small Finally Being the Last Straw
Not a big thing.
A small thing.
A stupid thing.
The emotional equivalent of a Jenga piece.
And suddenly the entire structure collapses and you’re sitting there wondering how we got here.
10. Absolutely Nothing Specific
Sometimes there is no reason.
Just a vague sense of overwhelm. Of fragility. Of existing inside a nervous system that has its own agenda.
No trigger. No explanation.
Just vibes.
Bad vibes.
Closing Thoughts
The thing about crying over “small” things is that it’s rarely about the small thing.
It’s about the accumulation.
The constant adjusting. The constant managing. The constant existing inside a body and brain that require more negotiation than expected.
Sometimes crying is not a breakdown.
Sometimes it’s just a system reset.
Still inconvenient.
But necessary. Til next time gang, take care of yourselves, and each other.
WannaBeNormal 