Signed up for netflix. Couldn’t really decide what to watch, but I finally settled on “No Strings Attached”. I’m glad I did.
Every now and then I find myself hurting because I’m fighting to stay so strong and happy and nice to everybody and about everything. For years, I was a sad, angry, confused little girl because I always told myself I wasn’t allowed to cry. I’ve been telling myself I’m not allowed to let things effect me and make me unhappy because I forgot that that doesn’t make me weak.
I think it’s weak to hide and ignore things.
I’m not weak.