Do you know what it's like, to pretend you're someone else? Maybe you do.

But if you have to live your whole life that way, just in the day to day, it's so exhausting. I'd been so tired from wishing myself different than I was, from hating myself and taking it out on the world around me, and that's why I lost control.

But now I can control myself. And when I'm angry there's a satisfaction in it, because I can say someone loves me, accepts me, even if they don't. You make it almost easy to live, when I can be myself.