A witch with the blues

I feel the cleansing and liberating feeling of wet tears running through my cheeks. Nothing major has happened, i have just been reminded of things better left forgotten. Which is a very wrong approach- i believe it is called denial!- because i will never work out my issues that way. You can say it is an emotional day at least.
I am a very opinionated person who talks a lot . But when things get overwhelming i can not make a full sentense, which of course leads to me being misunderstood, which most of the times leads to me yelling. I know, i know...Communicative skills are n't just for chit-chat. Why is it so difficult to express our feelings some times? I mean... i am studying psychology for crying out loud! I have all the tools and yet some buttons are pushed and i am a cave woman again, it is like evolution never took place and i am about to be amazed by the invention of wheel.
Outside my window it is a windy day, somehow the weather always suits my soul. I feel my life force being sucked up by depression, making me exhausted and even moving my hands around the keyboard is a difficult process. As i see my neon screen getting filled with my words my pain gets slowly wiped away. Somehow this activity(blogging) over a short period of time got soothing and helpful, but i only realised it today.
I skipped class this afternoon(yeah the scheduling thing i was rambling about yesterday does n't seem to work out) and i was going to watch an episode or two of desperate housewives but i think i will just go for a walk, maybe even a small trip to the beach so i can walk barefoot on the sand. I 'll let you know when i come back. Blessed be from a witch with the blues.