Confession #3,074
I am tired to absolute death of having to be strong for people when I’m the one that’s sick, when I’m the one that can’t walk properly, can’t talk properly, who’s life is spiralling. I feel like I have to hide my pain from them, and put on this face to make THEM feel better, and its exhausting and I hate it. I should be able to save my strength for me, instead I feel spent.