I’m tired. Are you too?

I’m tired.

I’m tired of pretending like everything is perfect.

I’m tired of telling people “I’m great, thanks.” when I actually feel like shit.

I’m tired of saying it was challenging when in reality it was so hard that I almost gave up.

I’m tired of my Facebook friends’ posts showing only happy smiling people drinking and having fun in exotic locations despite the fact that what they do most of the time is get up, go to work, go back home and sleep.

I’m tired of those thin, tall girls with flawless makeup and hair even if it’s raining cats and dogs, three master degrees, over 30 countries traveled and the hottest boyfriend.

I’m tired of talking about someone’s new hair color when half of the humanity is at war or suffering from poverty.

I’m so tired. Are you too?

Then you might find this blog interesting. But be aware that I write with not your best interest in mind but mine. This is a kind of a self-therapy. I want to and I need to let my cat of the bag. I feel like nobody hardly ever talks about the bad stuff. The negative stuff that occur in our minds and hearts. And that stuff can be really scary, dude.

Maybe that’s why we don’t talk about it. Because if we did, we feel like people would judge and run away from us. I don’t know. But sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who has these unspeakable thoughts. Am I?

In conclusion, don’t expect sun, smiles, unicorns and rainbows over here. Instead, expect authenticity, honesty and political incorrectness. Expect complaining and ranting. And sometimes a bit of positivity. To even it out. Cos I’m a libra.

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