So, lately, I’ve been finding it very easy to say all kinds of four letter words. They just come flying out of my mouth. Except for one. One little word that my mouth just cannot say. Help. I find it nearly impossible to ask for help. Because I’m strong don’t you know? Because I can handle it! Because I got this. Because I’m always there for everybody. But you know what? I’m tired. I get tired and I am tired. And sometimes it gets a little bit depressing to think that nobody seems to give a rip about me. That I am worth what I can do for them and that’s it. And I hate myself for feeling that way. Because who cares? No I’m serious. Who cares?
