I was told by a friend I’ve not seen in a while said, “You look better than I’ve seen you look in ages…” I didn’t know whether to smile, or cry.
My issues with my guts are like depression, in that they’re invisible complaints and, unless I go around moaning about how I feel [which quickly pisses people off] – then people aren’t aware of just how rotten I can feel.
For that reason, when I can talk, or listen, to someone who understands a little [or a lot] more than me, about my issues, I’m nigh on overjoyed: as just for a moment, it’s like I don’t have to wear a painted smile.
And yes, at least I have my writing… when I can’t have someone just, listen…
COMMENTS
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AngellicaRose
22:52 Sep 15 2016
I honestly know what your talking about my friend. Its a very painful issue in deed. I'm here to listen and moan and groan with you whenever you wish :).
RaynesAsylum
19:04 Oct 04 2016
You do not have to wear a painted face for me my friend. I am here.