i have to put my cat down today.
i hate burdening people with my problems.
i hate vulnerability.
my fear of disturbing others has reached a point where i didn't even want to call my mom. but i ended up calling her at 1:30 am and talking for 2 hours.
she tells me "you are my child. my entire job is to be here for you" and yet i find as i get older i am fearful of what she says.
i want to run away.

















