“Yeah she’s got it all together doesn’t she? We’re so proud of her… oh yeah she’s an independent one all right… well you know how she gets when she puts her mind to something…” A few see it- the truth that is. They keep silent about it and convince themselves they didn’t see the tear- I mean it didn’t actually fall. I’ve been on the verge of tears for nearly a month. I need a hug. I’m not perfect you know. Everyone else seems to think otherwise. I don’t want someone who thinks I’m perfect- I want someone who knows I’m not and loves me more for it.