What happens when you've been strong for too long? When you feel like you've held on as long as you can? What then? Putting on a fake mask of happiness everyday takes its toll. Going through everyday trying to hide the overwhelming urge to just give up. There is always a breaking point and for me I've reached mine. I'm being crushed more by life everyday and I'm far too broken to go back to being even slightly okay. Right now I just want to be gone. To be the person who fought for years but in the end lost the fight and found peace. I can't be strong anymore.