I am always putting up masks so no one really knows how i really feel or what im really dealing with. And its dragging me down, and its like im being pulled down by my regrets and sorrows. But no one knows that; all they see is my smile. Im so sick of it. I also wish that i could leave. I contemplate leaving every day, that maybe, then i'll be happy. I know exactly what you mean when you say that used to be so strong. Everyone thinks im so strong that i can deal with anything, but on the inside im breaking and im drowning and i just need someone to care or to see through my fake smile.