No one even knows it exists. Am I just that good at hiding it, or does every just not care? I know it’s there, I feel it every day. It’s a burden that I carry with me and I feel it’s keenest edge when I’m most alone. Lonely. I’m so tired of being alone. I’m so tired of feeling unloved. I’m so tired of being unloved. Why is this so hard? So painful?
April 6, 2019 • no comments