I'll rise up
I’ll rise up
I’m sinking.
I don’t share the depths. I don’t ask for help. I wanted someone to notice but no one did.
The past 2 and a half years have been the worst of it. The worst of my life. I put on a half-assed smile for everyone and that was enough to appease and to let them off the hook from having to ask “How are you?” “I’m good, I’m fine” “No, really, how are you?”
Discomfort is hard, especially when…
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