People think I'm always happy, little do they know, I'm broken

People think I'm always happy, little do they know, I'm broken

On the surface, I may appear to be the life of the party, always smiling and laughing with those around me. People often comment on how happy and carefree I seem, assuming that I have it all together. Little do they know, behind this facade of happiness lies a deep sense of brokenness that I carry with me every day.

The truth is, I have been struggling with inner turmoil for as long as I can remember. I have experienced heartbreak, loss, and trauma that have left me feeling shattered and incomplete. Despite my best efforts to mask my pain with a smile, the cracks in my facade are starting to show.

I have become an expert at hiding my true emotions, burying them deep within myself so that no one else can see the extent of my brokenness. I have mastered the art of deflecting questions about my well-being, always quick to change the subject or make a joke to avoid delving into the darkness that lurks within me.

But the weight of my brokenness is becoming too much to bear. It weighs me down, dragging me further into a pit of despair that seems impossible to climb out of. I feel like I am drowning in a sea of sadness, struggling to keep my head above water as the waves of my emotions crash over me.

Despite my best efforts to appear happy and put together, the cracks in my facade are starting to widen. I can feel the pieces of myself slipping through my fingers, leaving me feeling more lost and alone than ever before.

I long for someone to see past the mask I wear and truly understand the depth of my brokenness. I yearn for someone to hold me close and tell me that it's okay to not be okay, that it's okay to feel broken and lost. But until that day comes, I will continue to smile through the pain, hoping that one day I will find the strength to mend the pieces of myself that have been shattered.