It’s like I’ve spent all my happiness in the last twenty-four hours.
I feel like I am about to fall down any second, and everyone will know my pretense of being able to hold things up is just that – a pretense.
It’s hard, this. I’m in a bubble where I am not letting anything get to me. But the cost of that is being a zombie who acts well. I am seconds away from a breakdown.
What do I do?