Can I tell you a secret?
Do you promise to not tell anyone else?
I'm not the strong fearless confident woman everyone thinks I should be. the truth is sometimes I hate myself. Sometimes I still cry over things people think I should just get over. Sometimes I envy others for their ability to put the past behind them. Sometimes I don't want to get out of bed in the morning. Sometimes I just want someone to hold me so I can pretend that the world doesn't exist, even if it is just for a few minutes. Sometimes I'm just a girl with a broken heart who can't seem to catch a break and I just want to sit back and cry about the futility of it all.
But I have to get up every day. I have to smile for the cameras. I have to fake it. I have to pretend to not care that I keep getting my heart stomped on. I have to pretend that I'm not jealous of my friends and the lives they get to lead. I have to play the part of the confident single mom who knows where she is going. I have to lie about not wanting a man. I have to hide my tears and smile through the loneliness.
But that's just between you and me.