It's tough when you look at your life externally, and everything points to the fact that you should be happy, blissful and fulfilled, and yet you are, every day, different shades of miserable.
It sucks when you look at your best friends and try to articulate what is going on in your head, what makes you cry and makes you want to sink into the cushions of your couch and disappear. It sucks even more when you realize they can't understand.
It's hard when every day is a war with yourself. Most of the time you can ignore that, but sometimes you can't. I guess today was one of those days.
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