I’m a bit anxious speaking about this, but have you ever figured out that around you are friends that on the inside are stressed as fuck?!
Whether it’s because they don’t think they are pretty enough, good enough, interesting enough, or simply and worse then all these above they are afraid of being judged don’t matter about what, just the action matters. I have someone like this very close to me, it’s though, because words are simple and easy and all one can offer are words. Even if between them is wisdom it always seems easy to easy.
There ain’t much to say but a whole to feel. Being lonely embraced by your own thoughts can be scary all had that, once at least.
I can’t even imagine how it is to wake up everyday like this.
The least I can do is trying to be present.