All I have been thinking about for the past couple of weeks is talking to someone. I just want to open up to someone. I want someone to see my pain.
To help me, to guide me.
I just want that sense that someone out there cares.
But I've always been so conserved. I don't open up to anyone. And I can't for that matter. I've never even tried, it just makes me feel like moosh.
But I Donno. I just want someone to talk to. When the times gets messy, like they are a bit now. And have been oh so many times.

I want someone to see me. To notice that hey maybe I'm not as ok as I say I am or appear to be. Someone who will push me to talk. About everything. Past and present.
Argh. I'm just so frustrated.