I have a million thoughts, but no words to express them.

I'm frustrated and I'm pissed and I'm not going to speak.
Because that's me. I've been brought up that way. Do not ask for help. Do not ask for any damned thing because you're not going to get it, anyway.
That's part of my character.
Because I think that offering help is more sincere than having to ask for it.

I feel like crying even though I have no idea why.

I think I should calm the hell down before I try talking to anyone.