Do you ever wait till last second, till you’re alone, and then completely collapse into your bed, to cry your whole scattered soul out. Feeling the small, small, fragile, insecure person you actually are.
But then - you have to go, you put yourself together, put your clothes and make - up on and there you go…
When you walk in the room, it will always be full of friendly- charm and grounded confidence. And people are drawn to you. That’s how they all see you -nowadays. As this big, charming, lovely personality. Talented, smart, friendly and totally loved. Intimidating.
Yes, some are intimated, others are jealous? And it hurts me. What would you be jealous about? If I fought and cried myself into the person I am today.
And I’m still crying.