Why is it so hard?
The more vulnerable you feel, the more you put up your guard.
You put it up and let nobody in because you’re a dirty laundry bin with febreeze sprayed on top of it to put someone at ease.
You don’t want to be a burden.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Are you sure?”
“No, please don’t worry about me. I’m fine”
The bags under your eyes signify how tired you are from crying last night.
You still say you’re fine.
Concealer can’t cover that.
You continue trying and pretending.
Its truly mind-bending and your entire body can only take so much before you turn into an overflowing pot of mush.
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