Priotize your feelings.
I'm the kind of person who always says, "It's okay,” even when it's not. I always say, “I'm fine,” even though it hurts a lot. I lie about my feelings and pretend that they never bother me all the time. But behind closed doors, I tear up into pieces. I want to scream my anger and hate everything around me. I no longer want to be someone who always understands; I want to be understood too. And at the end of the day, I wish someone would sit here beside me and say, “I'm here. You can now stop pret
