I'm just tired of being so hypersensitive and pretending I'm not. The smallest offhand barb can send me in a tailspin for days, but I've spent a lifetime trying not to show it visibly. I know it shouldn't effect me, so I have a shiny veneer to bleed within and hope no blood pools outward.
If you can't relate, I envy that existence and wonder if the possibility. I'm exhausted, raw, and a bit bitter that this is where I am.
Thanks for listening.