Thoughts
I come off as a happy-go-lucky person. I try really hard to bring lightness to each room I enter. I enjoy my happier, more optimistic self. But it’s just the outer shell of who I really am. My inner shell is well hidden. I barely let it be shown, even when I’m alone. The vulnerability it makes me feel makes me afraid to let anyone see that side of me. I’d rather come off as happy and strong than sad and vulnerable.
