In passing, [Insert Name Here] looks like an ally for those who struggle,
like someone who doesn't truly understand,
like someone who hasn't gone through the same experiences.
Because of this, they feel like they cannot talk about their past and present.
Congress passed a law saying, "[Insert Name Here] is prohibited from
spilling their deepest darkest secrets. They are not allowed to spill their heart
out or toshare with their (even) closest friends some of the worst shit that is
haunting from the pastand in real time. They are not to get help or talk to
anyone about their experiences because they do not truely understand."
Whenever anyone of their friends is going through a rough time mentally-they
try to let them know they aren't alone. But to them [Insert Name Here] doesn't understand.
How could they truely understand? They are always happy, never down, never
speaking about their emotions. So when [Insert Name Here] finally is going to
open up, their friends dicredited their experiences, stating "You just wouldn't
But what these friends don't know, is that the Congress who passed these laws
were really [Insert Name Here]'s parents. Their parents never taught them the
that it was good, it was healthy, it was normal to disclose your feelings and
emotions with people you love most. That this can help you get professional
help or even simply feel better. [Insert Name Here] was tought to bottle it up,
to keep to themselves, that no one actually cares, that the depression in your
head is ment to be kept a private affair.
So now [Insert Name Here] sits alone, tweeting their thoughts, writing poems,
crying to get it all out so they can go on their merry way-put on their mask-and
head to hang out with those same friends.