Sometimes it hurts to move
Hurts to react
Sometimes I’m terrified to enter a room
Or touch someone
Sometimes I need to shake uncontrollably and it hurts not to
But nobody knows
And I can’t tell them
So I force myself to act normal
I’m terrified that one day I’m going to pass out or just go catatonic from the over-exertion of forcing myself to seem okay
Sorry. Venting. Worried.