Almost everything is perfect in my life right now. And I am happy, right?
But I DONT KNOW WHY. I seem like I'm happy, I even smile and laugh genuinely. But I'm hollow inside. My life is a game. I'm winning. I'm a liar. I'm an actress who has perfected her art. And now, now nobody likes when I'm being myself. I don't like myself when I'm lying. Its fraying the ropes that hold my heart together. I need to stop. I need to love myself.