I don’t feel that anyone around me knows the ‘real’ me.
It’s as though there are several different versions of me that I have to present to the World.
I’m a different person to different people so that they see and get what they need from me. Wife, Daughter, Mum, work colleague.
But there is not a single person who I can sit down with and be really honest with. About the past and my trauma from it, about my feelings, my hopes and dreams and fears for the future.
I don’t know what the point of my post is, just needing to vent really. I’m tired of being strong, sensible, lonely.