No Words....

How I wish the non-existing conversation would go:

You: Are you upset??

Mi: Yes. But I'm more upset because I texhnicay can't say it's all your fault. 

You: Sorry this happened. 

Mi: It's fine....

Basically an acknowledgement would have been all I needed. 

Idk maybe I'm more sensitive to this entire affair cause I'm stressed and this was super close to the brim - right before 'my cup runneth over'. I mean I know it's bad when the thought of ice cream makes things worse not better. I'm afraid this might make mi act weird when I know I shouldn't. It's too soon, not that serious and leads to unnecessary awkwardness. 

I know. 

I get that in my head. 

Argh. 

I think I need to de stress from school. Though I can only see a mounting frustration in the coming weeks then an explosion. 

There is of course also that Dev psyc fear at the back of my head. That's always fun. 

I want to vent. But I don't know how, where, to whom or what to say. The pots at that annoying phase where it's not boiled but boiled at the same time....