I've put up a lot of walls lately. Sometimes I laugh about serious things to hide how I actually feel, and I often poke fun at myself. I try to pretend to be tough; I want people to see me as strong, unlike they did in the past. It gets harder and harder to open up as the years pass.
Every once in a while, though, I just need someone to see through the mask. I need someone to know that I'm not always okay, and to simply tell me to keep going. I'm grateful for those than can and aren't afraid to do that.