"This isn't like you"
Every day is hard. Some easier than others. Some almost unbearable, like today. I don't say anything. I don't know how. I figure it's obvious. Isn't it obvious when a person is deeply unhappy? I spent so long wanting to not only die, but to not exist anymore. "This isn't like you." Well. You don't know me at all than. Today, it broke through the cracks. It betrayed me. But I will hide. And I will deny it. No one can save an unsavable peraon.











