Once I was so ashamed of my emotions. I was so upfront about everything. My face said everything about me and how I was feeling. But now, no one can tell. I smile through my pain and laugh through my anger and no one ever knows what's going on behind closed doors.

When I let myself cry, I scare myself, because the noises coming from my mouth sound like a tortured animal. My voice cracks until I'm sure my vocal chords are going to break. I scream.