today started out just plain shitty...

...you know the feeling of being exposed for what you really are? the parts that make you but you'd rather imagine you made yourself? the parts of you that you're ashamed to reveal to anyone for fear that they'll either judge or feel sorry for you...the parts that you never want to repeat or relive, and that you'd prefer remained buried deep inside your gut...the parts that conflict with your soul, but somehow manage to still tug at your heart and make you sad about who you are...and that stick to and tangle you like a spider web...and that i can't even reveal here...well, today, and all before 10am, I was reminded of those parts--and why there's no way to ever bury them. And it hurts...