I sometimes wonder what people will think, sometimes I don’t care. No one has given me reason to feel alone, but I do. Facebook makes me feel even more alone. Everyone is entitled to their opinions, but I don’t want your negative opinions. Real pain isn’t always physical. Telling isn’t as easy as it seems. I’m a coward and I’m scared to tell even my closest friends. Living on, living strong: that’s the only real option. Eventually our time will come.