Sometimes the outside doesn’t match the inside…

I remember I didn’t feel pretty that day. I put on some nice clothes and I tried to make myself look the best I could for my boyfriend, but in reality, I had a lot of anxiety and was too self-conscious about my appearance. He was kind enough though to make a whole photoshoot happen… that was a special feeling I will never forget, and sometimes when I’m down I wish to relive that day somehow. Because he made me feel pretty.

I’m someone who deals with a lot of sadness and issues, but I won’t show it. I’d rather just put on the best fake smile I can, and forget about me, focus on whatever else I can. Some days I even wish I could erase myself, and some other days I manage to do so. I think pretending that I’m fine is a way to combat what’s making me feel bad, and that’s why I keep doing it. The most important thing I do is to get up & push myself to go through a daily routine, which is helpful to maintain my stability.