I didn't have a very good afternoon at Toastmasters today. We had a debate today and the debate was about something that I had no knowledge about. The two other people on my debate team were using complicated words and vocabulary that I didn't understand, the guy on my team said that my input was childish. I just couldn't take it, anymore. I started having one of my emotional meltdowns, so I left the room and went to a separate part of the clubhouse to get the tears out. I know that some of you tougher people might think that I was being a big baby, but this is The Haven and I needed to vent.
It's tough being the big, sensitive one. I was the big, sensitive one my whole life. That's why I identify with Mick, because he's also the big, sensitive one.
I drank a bit of cough syrup to ease the after pain. I hope that I live through the night.
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The Family Schlager