Every little thing makes me fall apart. I try to hide what I'm going through from people, but then I eventually break down and feel bad afterwards, because it puts me in a position where I need to tell them. Then I feel guilty for putting my stuff on other people. I feel like a burden. I don't know why every little thing lately hits me so hard where I just start crying out of nowhere. Eventually I will push people away. The highs feel very high, but it doesn't last. I feel weak.