I keep my secrets locked tightly in a box in a distant portion of my mind, but they strain to escape and poison the rest of my thoughts. I'm terrified of someone opening the box, like the myth of Pandora, her curiosity leading to terrible things. I want to unburden myself, give some secrets away, but that would be like asking someone to reach into Pandora's box and take whatever they wanted. They wouldn't want it. Lesson of Pandora's Myth: Always put warning labels on boxes filled with awful things.
So here's something from my box.
Oh gosh, I need to stop overreacting, get over it. I should have known. I'm extremely sorry today's post wasn't motivating or positive, I'm really sorry. I'll do better tomorrow.
Thank you unbeautiful, Alex, jackie, GraceyJ, -kat., an<3nym<3ous, Just Jessica, FeatherWeight (your comments somehow end up in the spam section, don't worry I'll make sure they get published!), -christy-, Neeska, and Ana's Addict for commenting. I'm incredibly sorry, I usually reply individually to comments, I just don't have the strength today. Please forgive me. But I truly appreciate every single comment, they make me smile, make my life better, one by one, especially on days like this.