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 someone else. I hate going on like this, like I’m gonna be okay, like things are eventually gonna be okay. Well it’s been so long now and they haven’t gotten better. They’ve gotten worse. I know the saying, that it always gets worse before it gets better, but when does the better part start? Seriously? How much more worse is it gonna get? I hate this. I just want it to stop. I just wanna be okay. I love my family and friends so much and I don’t want them to know I’m such a wreck. I don’t want them to know I’m falling apart. I want their help and comfort so bad but at the same time I want them to think I’m just fine. I don’t know what to do. I just wanna be okay.