• My nights

    by  • February 5, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Confession • 2 Comments

    Most people think I’m one of the happiest people they know.
    Just another nice girl, right?

    I spend the majority of my nights alone, in my room, listening to sad music, writing what I can, and crying until I fall asleep.

    What do I have to be sad about, any way?
    How pathetic of me.

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    2 Responses to My nights

    1. Meredith
      February 5, 2012 at 9:30 pm

      You’re not the only one. I think you’ll be suprised to know how many people you see everyday who are lugging heavy masks of happiness as well.
      There does not have to be reasons to be sad. Many people will try to tell you that, but you do not need reasons to feel a certain emotion. Sadness is just like happiness, sometimes you dont exactly know why you’re happy, you just know you are. And that’s alright.
      You’re not pathetic; you’re far from pathetic. A pathetic person would hide this from the world, they’d lie and say they weren’t sad. They would own their mask until they’d lose all emotions behind the mask. That is not you. You’re a wonderful person with a bright future. Your time is coming, it’s just a matter of time.


    2. same
      February 6, 2012 at 6:53 am

      Pathetic? I think not. Life hurts sometimes. Lots of people go through the exact same thing for different reasons. Do the things you like and that bring you joy. Dancing, singing etc; don’t let your sad feelings get the best of you; there is so much to live for. Make sure it isn’t depression that requires medication. Good luck.



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