Isn't it good to just sit down with someone who really cares about you, talk about every thing, cry it all out, and have that person hold you and tell you every thing will be fine?
I don't even know who really cares any more. What if I entrust all these to the wrong person? Who is just curious and who don't really cares?
What if she/he does not know what to do, what to say and is just as lost as I am?
That's why I like keeping things to myself.
But I judge myself more than others.
Why am I so hard on myself?
Flashbacks, go away.
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