I know I’ve got so much more to give. The shackles of fear and anxiety are holding me back from everything I want to be. I’ve slowly been letting out who I want to be a lot more over the past year and started to care a lot less but I’m nowhere near where I want. I just want to let it all go and be able to unlock my full potential. I wish I was one of those people that could talk to anyone without even having to think about it. Just go and do it. I’m constantly torn between doing what makes me happy and trying not to disappoint my parents even more than I currently am. I want to live my life and be free but they don’t seem to understand that I’m only 21 years old and I’ve got the rest of my life to settle down. I need to go out and live life while I still can. Everything is a constant battle. I’m so over it. People don’t know and they never will because if they haven’t realised anything by now then they don’t deserve to know what burdens I carry. It’s clear to see. People think they know, that’s the problem. They see little snippets of my life that I choose to let them see and think that’s it. Tbh if someone finally did genuinely ask how I was I’d probably shut them out and tell them I’m fine. I’ve put up a wall I’m having problems tearing down. I’m the problem.