The surface.
Just a front.
Easy to manipulate.
But then there's everything underneath.
I live with monsters.
For me, they're called anxiety.
No one knows about them unless I decide to share. And sharing can be oh so good. But. It can also allow the monsters to gain more control.
I am facing my monsters on a daily basis.
When they're not as prominent as they normally are, I wonder where they went.
But days like these, there's nothing I want more than to never have to deal with them again.
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