Too many times to count, I feel like this most days, some days I just don't want to get out of bed, but I have no choice and that makes things feel even worse, so many many times I've woken up and stared at the ceiling feeling like my life is nothing but a curse, but still, I get up, every day and I go to sleep too late at night, till the point that I cry and it hurts.
Yet no matter what I always wear the straight face mask and a fake smile that always seems to last but it's all ok, everything is just ok, like a neverending state of perpetualness, everything will always be just... ok