It seems like I should be doing better. I've got a good job, better interactions with my family. It all feels like a sham to me. I'm falling apart inside and no one sees. I'm alone most of the time, I even feel like I'm alone when I'm with my family or my son. It's like I live in a weird bubble. I can see them and they can see a distorted image of me. Have I really gotten that good at hiding the misery or do they just not give a damn?