i’ve been very secretive lately.
i feel like i carry alot of secrets.
work secrets. family secrets. people secrets. my secrets.
so i sorta just shutdown and stop saying much in fear i might let slip something important.

i was whining to someone i’d like to get to know better about how i had a sh*tty day and was rather sick with cramps.
he gave me some cliche phrases of comfort and told me to go to bed. i behaved, i went to bed.
he did not check up on me the next day. this is a great big X.
so now, i don’t think i need to know him better at all.

i’m going through a phase where i’m trying alot of new things that is not second nature to me.
i literally brainwash myself into doing it. but i still haven’t come up with a verdict on whether it’s sustainable.

i miss my freedom.




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