I would have expected for my world to come crushing down.
Tuesday, the day after fashion week, I had a photoshoot in the morning and some appointments after it. When I finally came home, I was exhausted. I slept for about 14 hours the past 5 nights. No time to relax just yet. My little niece needed help with her school assignment. Meanwhile my phone kept going for some photoshop questions. I would have expected to drop to the ground and cry long ago. Somehow I ignored my throbbing head and heavy eyelids, and kept going. My hsp was getting more sensitive and hard to control. I just had to get through a few more hours with my moms friends and the hairdresser.
When I was finally in bed, I was so, so, happy. Surrounded by nothing but darkness for 11 hours. I woke up happy and proud. Proud I kept it all in control, even when I felt like losing it. Too many people with emotions while being tired was too much. I simply stepped out the room and took 5 minutes to take control again. So yes. Happy and proud.
PRIMARK COAT | NELLY PEPLUM TOP | PRIMARK JEANS | ZARA BOOTS | MANGO BAG | H&M SUNGLASSES