"You were destined for me, Perhaps as a punishment."
— Dostoevsky

You've got enough pain for both of us

"I'm doing well."

"I'm doing bad."

Which one do you prefer to hear?

I guess "I'm doing well," right?

Because you never really want to know about the bad side of me.

No one asks about it.

It's almost like it's something foreign, something that doesn't belong to me.

But it does.

That's me too.

Maybe it's the part of me that most people hate. Or maybe it's simply the part of me they don't know how to deal with.

What if, for once, I said,

"No, I'm not good."

What if I said I'm feeling terrible? So terrible that my own thoughts are driving me crazy. So terrible that sometimes it feels like I can't even breathe.

And what if your answer was simply,