I've always been torn between wanting to tell my story to everyone and let them know exactly what is in my head or keeping it to myself. The perennial problem is being outwardly unhappy, which pushes people away, no matter if they say they're always there to listen; there is only so much your best friends can listen to. On the other hand, to pretend that everything is fine is to poison yourself from the inside out; it is to ignore who you are and lose yourself. So which is better? To have friends who think you are melodramatic, attention-seeking, and pessimistic, or to drown in your own mind?
I just don't know what to do anymore.
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