Why the hell do I have to have a complete and utter break down over something completely stupid.

I’ve lost part of my tragus earring. The crystal bit. I had an itchy ear so I scratched it and the bar bit of my earring came away in my hand. I started huffing and puffing while searching. I had the pillows off my bed, I shook out the sheets. I pulled the mattress and bed away from the wall. I was searching high and low for the missing part of my earring.

While huffing a puffing and halfway between the bed and the wall I started crying. So my eyes full of tears I couldn’t see what I was looking for. I was so stressed and worked up. Part of my brain was saying how stupid this was but the other half couldn’t stop worrying and stressing about it.

I sent my mum a message saying help, I didn’t get a reply so I called her. So if you imagine me stressed out, crying, huffing and puffing and pinned between the bed and the wall not being able to function. I must have made quite a vision.

So my mum came into my room. Found me, and asked what was wrong. I was in such a state I could t speak. All I could do was point to my ear, well my missing earring.

It took me a while but I eventually managed to calm down a bit and tell her what had happened. She managed to calm me down and get me to understand how silly it was to get worked up over something so small.

I knew it was stupid but I just couldn’t stop worrying. My mum said we will have a proper look tomorrow morning when we could see clearly. If we can’t find the missing part tomorrow we will get another one. It makes sense.

Now I’m just taking relaxing breaths and watching a comedy on tv.

Love and light