Day Twenty Four
...But I love it when:
You ask me how I'm feeling
(and actually care about the answer)
Far too often I lie when somebody asks how I'm feeling. I say that I'm good or ok when really I may be feeling really crappy or down. It's nice when a friend asks how I'm feeling and genuinely cares about the honest answer. Oddly enough, being able to talk about feeling a bit sore or bummed out makes me feel a bit better. When someone actually cares to hear about how I'm feeling, it feels like I don't have as much of a burden to carry. Telling you how I'm really feeling makes me feel less lonely and a bit lighter. So thank you, to those who ask and care.
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