Hear me

I have a confession… I am not who you think I am

The brave, strong and independent girl you think you see actually does not exist. I am actually the great pretender.  I fooled you, and you believe me.

Unfortunately, the jokes on me. You believed me.

So when I try to reach out for help you never hear me because you think I have it all together. When I tell you I am scared you think I am horsing about because it is unimaginable for you to think that there are things that make me cry at night.

So hear this confession. I am fragile and anxious. I get tired and lonely. I cannot do it on my own.

Hear me

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