Realizations hit me, seriously, how do you open up with your parents? How do you tell them what you feel, how do you tell them that its hard, how do you tell them that you can't anymore, how do you tell them that you're tired, how do you tell them that its too suffocating, how do you tell them that you feel like dying, how do you make them understand, how can they understand, just hOW

Why do people expect it to be easy, that once you open up your self its okay, everything is fine.

Just made me realized again how everything is so fucked up. Your parents be knocking to your door, kissing you sweet dreams, and you smiling, telling them the same. But once the door closes, there's not even a trace of smile and your left with your insides eating you whole in the damn darkness. Or the times your parents ask you about school, how are you (if they even ask), and you smile at them and tell them, 'everything is great'. Liar. No one knows your whole world is falling apart.