I am breaking inside.
On the outside you can't tell. I get my work done, I stay friendly, my child is loved and taken care of. I still move through the day like any normal person.
Yet...I am breaking inside.
It makes me look at people. Wondering what is under the surface. What is trying to tear them apart. How do they keep it together. What do people think when they see me? Can they sense the storm inside? The part of me that is screaming?
Well my son woke, so that is all for tonight. Goodnight everyone!