mess? which mess?

One heart felt conversation to the next, one issue to another. And one tear to another's. I've not opened up to someone I barely know in quite a while. It wasn't easy but it felt better. I just have to keep my wits about me don't I?

I find that I can't go out alone at night these days. The whole hair standing feeling. I'm a mess aren't I?

It's ok. Change is good. It will help. I need change.