Brain Buttons

So right now I am crying over my thighs. How ridiculous. It sounded ridiculous out loud when I burst into tears in my kitchen to my roommate, and now looks even more ridiculous typed out. I don't know what to do except write and try to get rid of this feeling. My boyfriend told me that "my mind is a powerful thing" and roommate told me that my mind just happened to land on the wrong thing right now. More often, she said, it landed on something great and then it was great to be me. I wish I had more control. I wish my mind had an off button.