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Time to rest.

Time to cry it all out. 

Time to do absolutely nothing at all. 

Your body and mind would appreciate a time off. 

I haven’t been for soo long. 

Or I have just been ignoring.

Work was my getaway. 

Kept my mind off things. 

my distraction. 

I’ve come to the point of exhaustion. 

I’m tired. 

I don’t know how far I can push myself anymore. 

I’ve been so good at hiding. 

You never had to see me cry. 

I dislike weakness. 

But it is what I am right now. 

Carrying the belly around has made me feel incapable. 

I’ve grown up to learn standing up on my own. 

I just had to. 

Now I somehow feel like I can’t. 

I just don’t wanna be Strong anymore. 

I want time for a breakdown. 

I need time for a breakdown. 

I don’t wanna fight my battles anymore. 

Nobody understands. 

I MISS MY CIGGY.