I’m the type of person who can skip merrily along looking & acting like everything is fine. Sometimes though its not. I hadn’t seen my sister for three weeks. People who know me usually guess somethings up. By my very absence she knew something was wrong. I usually tell Kate most things but this is something I won’t share. She knows I shut down & retreat into myself. Kate likes to prod & whilst it’s not a secret I’m choosing not to share this one thing.
I can’t fix everything but I so wish I could. I wish I could toughen up but I can’t. I really am a sodding marshmallow & thinking myself tough isn’t making a difference. I get tired of being the one who always absorbs shit. I’m getting tired & overloaded by other peoples dramas. Somethings & some people just leave me speechless whilst my brain screams fuck off..