•Leiara•
I fight the urge to break out in tears in front of them. Knowing if I do, that would make them win.
There is no competition about this or whatever, but it seems my tears are one among plenty they are really fighting to see. I feel like giving in to them will make me a total loser.
They've succeeded in ruining me like this, bringing me down. Yet when I think there's still this they haven't been able to get, I'm a bit glad.
And it gives me the courage to continue on.
However, I've realized it's now harder to swallow the pain, to not break down before their eyes.
Even I know that my heart is now tired of the pretense of being okay. Of being strong. Neither my heart or my body can take it anymore, but I still fight.
It's one of the things aside from work I know to do best and I will not stand to lose it because of them.
