I thought I had the emotion covered up, but everyone around me keeps asking if I am alright. I just tell them it is my allergies. In part it is, but not totally.
My life could be very much different. I gave up things and also had things ripped from me that would have torn up a weaker person. I keep things well hidden behind the walls I have built.
I grew up knowing that people will take something from your life and twist it like a knife and cut you to pieces. Even my closest friends don't know what lies deep within these walls of my soul.
