by bethanybump

Here’s the truth I’ve not wanted to speak out loud:

I didn’t want to return precisely because of the social expectations. Suddenly, though not surprisingly, these are my problems again.

I feel stupid sometimes.

I need to cry for days on end to even begin to make up for the last year. But, physically, I can’t cry. I’m afraid to start.

There’s many more I wouldn’t even dare write.