All a Facade
I’m so tired of people saying you’re a strong and resilent person. But it’s all a facade. All I want to do right now is curl up in my bed under my down comforters and stay there forever. I feel very light headed. That might have to do with the fact I really haven’t eaten much of anything this weekend. A cloud of lonliness looms in the air. The anniversary of my father’s passing, just brings back those memories. Until, my father past, I soon realized all I had left was my mum. I sort of resigned myself to being alone. I’m just so tired of people saying that I can handle anything. Because I can’t. Once I feel happy, I find everything breaking to pieces. One Christmas, someone gave me a bowl that look like it was cracking all over. That’s how I always feel.
Why can someone else profess their feelings and all it brings is happiness. But whenever I do find myself trusting someone and do profess my own feelings, all I do is get hurt. I’m tired of being strong for everyone else. It’s all a facade. I’m not strong at all.