translucent orange bottles,
No one has to know
They will tell me I do not need them.
Internal suffering hidden behind socially acceptable facial expressions.
Tell them how many activities you did,
how little rest you got,
you want to appear strong.
The answer to “how are you?” Is always “good!”
Dulled senses. Silence more enjoyable than music. Pleasure is a distant memory.
If functionality continues, your thoughts are inconsequential.
push the boundaries of your mind until it is so uncomfortable you can hardly bear it.
But do it with a smile.
There! Now you are doing it right!
The fallacy of society: strength is someone who suffers, does not take the “easy” way out.
I hide. I do not let them see. My arms and legs leaden. A parched mouth and cracking lips tolerated.
Too great is the energy expenditure required to reach a glass of water…
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