vulnerable/melting

This gap from blogging was meant to be about three days longer.

I was leading on a camp. two fifths of the way through, I melted.

Started crying. Couldn't stop. For hours on end I couldn't stem the flow of tears.

What started it? If we're being technical, a bunch of nine year old and a prat of a fifteen year old.

But what really started it, is I presume a mixture of extreme tiredness (let's just call it mytiredness) and stress and just not letting myself deal with stuff when it happens. Everything that had been put on the crying back order for the past few months decided to arrive incredibly off schedule.

It sucked because I really wanted to have a good time, and kids don't need upheaval at the best of times. But they don't need leaders who are running away to cry at every opportunity they get.

So I'm home and getting ready for uni and watching my little niece get a personality.

I'm ok.