GGolden

I mean everything was mostly fine but at one point my mom wanted to check out some clothing stores to buy something for my brother and... i don't know, something about being in a clothing shop, surrounded by so many mirrors and pieces of clothing that i feel like I'll never be able to wear and many others that i feel indifferent about or downright hate... felt bad.

Nothing was said between me and my family and I didn't realize it until we were out of the store itself but i was holding a need to cry for some reason.

Nothing bad happened, nothing bad was said to me.. in fact, quite the opposite as my mom tried to see if anything caught my eye and prompted me if i wanted to look at "other kinds of clothes" but i just couldn't bring myself to it...