I think there's one thing I've finally realized about myself:
No one knows anything about me.
Or rather, no one knows everything about me.
I am unable to share what is really going on.
I'm unable to tell people why I'm upset
or that I am even upset.
I think I have too much of a maternal instinct.
I need to take care of people,
maybe so I don't have to take
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