Pretending To Be Happy
Sometimes I feel like I am putting on a show. Only a few number of people know about my assault. I don't tell people because a part of me is embarrassed and a part of me still doesn't want to believe it is true. I feel as if I have to tell everyone that I am doing better and I feel like a whole new person after being in therapy but the truth is I don't. I still cry about it all the time and there isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about that night. My parents hate to see me hurting inside and be sad all the time so I fell like I have to smile when I don't want and be happy when all I want is to lay in bed all day. It is so hard to be around my family sometimes because I feel like I am carrying this huge secret. I don't know to pretend anymore.
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