I hate this because I'm really not okay. All day long I help out my family, my friends, you know whenever they need me. I smile and laugh and pretend to enjoy my day. But I'm honestly such a mess. Some nights lying in bed, I just cry. No one's around to hear. I can't take it sometimes. I hate talking about my problems, I'd rather just help somebody. I hate going on like this, like I'm gonna be okay, like things are eventually going to be okay. Well it's been so long now and they haven't got better. They've started getting worse. I know the saying, it has to get worse before it gets better, but when does the better part start? Seriously? How much more worse is it going to get? I hate this. I just want to stop. I want to be okay. I love my family and friends so much and I don't want them to know I'm such a wreak. I don't want them to know I am falling apart. I want their help and comfort but at the same time I want them to think I'm fine. I just don't know what to do... I want to be okay.
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