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What I say-I don't need or want someone's pity. I don't need a hug, I don't need a 'talk' and I don't need sympathy. How can I move on when you constantly remind me of 'it' by giving my sad, pitiful looks? All I need is space, so just let me shut out the world for a moment... I'll be smiling by tomorrow.

Reality- I'm afraid of breaking down in front of people, I shy away from contact to avoid them seeing how miserable I really am. I bottle up my emotions and I don't like to talk about them. The smile I wear is because I force myself to forget the negative emotions.