Who is the person that stands before me now? The physical is recognizable, but there is something deeper that has changed. When I try to meet the eyes of the one before me, they look away as quickly. I wonder if people around me have noticed it by now. How…how I can never look them in the eyes too long. Some must think I have a problem with them, or think I’m lying in a way. It’s just the fear of someone looking long enough to see the hidden pain. You know that pain. The one that hides perfectly behind a smile, but one that the eyes can no longer hide. Afraid someone would look too deep, and find someone different than the facade before them. Afraid that someone will want to save me only to have them pulled under along with me.

 

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