sometimes I question why I put myself through all of this. I question why I don’t remove myself from such situations, why I don’t find a solution at the very least. I’m just tired of feeling like this every year; like I have to be the stronger, better person. Why can’t I be the one with the tantrum for once? Why can’t I be the one consoled for once? Why do I always have to walk on fucking eggshells when the balance is tipped? Over and over again, year in year out.
It doesn’t matter what mood I’m in, I always have to be that person who holds herself together. One wrong move and everything goes falling apart, pieces that I have to pick up at the end of it all.
I’m tired. Really.
