on struggle

the struggle is real.

it's a phrase i'll often say to my friends or on twitter, to make light of how mundane my problems can be (or, let's be honest, how hungover i am). i have no problems talking about these little things. the inconsequential things.

but when it comes to real struggle, things i'm battling in my head and heart every day, i have difficulty talking about it to people. it's not that i don't trust people with my struggles, my thoughts. it's that i don't want to be a burden. i don't want to unload these big, heavy things onto something else. i don't want someone else to take my struggle to bed with them.

i know this isn't the way to go through life. i know i shouldn't keep debating these Big Things (intentional capitalization) alone. but i'm so used to it. it's hard to teach an old dog new tricks, you know?

maybe i'm being irrational. and please feel free to tell me so. there are just so many thoughts floating around in this weird head of mine, it's hard to sort out which to tell, which to keep and which to let go of.

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