I lose it sometimes. It’s not that easy to wake up and pretend like you’re fine and have that damn smile on your face. It’s not that easy to stay up all night thinking about everything that has ever happened. It’s not that easy to act like you’re okay. It’s not that easy to pretend you never did anything. It’s not easy to like yourself, after all the dumb things you’ve made others deal with. It’s not that easy to talk to people so openly, without having them talk.  It’s not that easy to express how you feel with words. It’s not that easy to answer ” are you okay” with a smile and “yeah ,fine”. It’s not that easy being that person.