I feel the pain. I can feel it weigh me down. I asked a friend once, “how do you live with it?” And she answered me, “You just have to get used to it.”

I want to cry. I want to let the pain out of my system. I want to be vulnerable. I want to break. I want to show you the pain you’re causing me, the burden you are putting me through.

But what would that make me? Another you, probably.