I do sometimes…you know.

I forget I’m a person.

I forget I have needs.

I forget to take care of myself.

I forget to work on my own problems,

because I’m too busy thinking about someone else’s,

and worrying that they are alright.

If and when–or even if I actually did meltdown,

no one would ever see it.

I’m just not that person who needs an audience.

No need to unpack,

I don’t have any baggage anymore.

Cry alone.

Meltdown alone.

Refocus alone.

Continue on…alone but never, ever lonely.