may sound strange, i know. i’ve just come to realize that a good metaphor for my personality is an empty, sparkly box. i look happy on the outside, but i’m just so hopeless on the inside. this is why i have trouble finding the courage to ask for help: i’m afraid no one will believe me. i’m described as bubbly and perky, but when i’m alone and away from distractions i feel so opposite from what people see me as. actually, sometimes even when i’m alone i’m fine. but this isn’t nothing. i know i need help. i’m tired of seeing bleak nothingness in my […]
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