Nobody is going to have any idea what I'm talking about but I've been keeping this in for like half a year now and it's like there's something painful growing in my chest, and I can't keep it in anymore, if that makes any sense.
I hate feeling like I have to lie to people to keep them happy. I just want to scream, and cry, and tell the world that this is not what I want, I never wanted this. I got myself into an inescapable mess, and it's impossible for me to get out of this without hurting people who are important to me.
I made a really dumb decision, and now I'm really starting to feel the consequences. It makes my chest hurt, and I'll cry for hours in my room, until my mind and body start to go numb, and I just can't do anything anymore. I can't get up. But it still hurts so, so bad.
And then eventually I'll pull myself off of the floor and put on my favorite hoodie and go spend time with some of my friends and family, and as far as they know, nothing ever happened.