I have a secret. I only pretend to be positive so that other people don't worry about me. But I'm tired of pretending that I'm optimistic. I'm tired of putting on a smile and saying "It'll be okay." or "It just takes time." or "Something will come around."
I just want to give up. But I can't. Because I still want these things.
Maybe I'm not pretending after all. Sometimes it sure as hell feels like it.