Too much for crying; I don't think so

What I'm writing today doesn't make sense. What I'm writing today doesn't even have words, doesn't have an explanation and I don't know where it comes from, but... For the first time in fifty-three days I'm crying for something stupid. I'm crying because an important person to me, thinks I'm too dramatic, I'm too loud, and I repeat things too many times, even without I notice it. If you are seeking a way to shut my mouth, that's a good one! But also, you should know... you broke my heart a little. Yes, I'm too loud because sometimes you can't hear me and I need to repeat all that I already said, but louder. No, I didn't say three times the same thing. I was explaining to you a process, and that required me to talk about three different phases of the process. You would know if you would hear what I said! And yes, yes! You damn right! Yes! I have been so freaking dramatic about that, because I was telling you about my dreams and ambitions. I was exposing my whole heart... And you broke it, a little. But I'm okay; I will be fine. I just need to remember this: No one, except me, knows what really has cost me to be here today, knowing what I know and feeling how I feel. This present is my problem, my bless, my sin, my glory and my life. No matter what you think, you feel, you think you know or care about it. Just need to remember.