Frustrated

Why can't I ever be happy? I just want to climb a mountain and breath in fresh air and I just stay to myself this is what freedom smells like. I don't want to think about anything but how I feel in that moment. But Freedom isn't forever only take so much until I'm trapped again. I can only take so much until I finally snapped but the point is I can't snap I have to stay sane not for me but for everybody else. Do I have to pretend like everything's alright for everyone else kind of makes me wonder about how I feel? The answer to that doesn't matter my feelings don't matter. I have to keep control over my emotions for everyone else's benefits.

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Me
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