Things are not all peachy and I hate it when I have to pretend that they are. It hurts more sometimes to put a happy face on than I though it would.
I wish I understood what was going on in my head, I think if I did understanding others would be easier, or perhaps that is just misplaced optimism on my part.
I know a lot of my friends are worried about me, but I still can’t bring myself to tell them everything. It just hurts too much to talk about right now. So if you have no idea what I am speaking about, I am sorry, but right now I need my space and some time to sort things out. Which is strange because I always thought I was pretty open with my feelings.
See you all on the other side