Anyone selling hugs?
I'm the kind of person who will not let you in into my problems unless I really trust you wholeheartedly. Sometimes, I would feel so tempted to just tell my problem to every single person that pops into my mind. But I'd imagine myself pouring out everything to that particular someone and that person would be secretly sniggering at my lame issue. So no. I tend to keep tons of problems to myself. Every 'are you okay?' would be complimented with a 'yeah, why not?'. I'd constantly think of that particular problem but I'd never admit it when I'm not okay. I confess, I escape problems because well, I'm scared.
I've had days when I feel devastated, depressed, heartbroken and every other word which could be used for mind/heart-torturing. I'd push them all away by pretending not to feel it. No matter how heartbroken I am, I'd try to patch the broken pieces back together by not admitting that I'm actually feeling shattered. I take the roundabout way around problems, because, I'm scared.
I may be cheerful and bubbly in nature but hey, I get sad and have problems with life, too.
I need a hug, a shoulder, a listening ear and perhaps, a few packets of tissues.