cookie, let me tel you a story. A story about a 14 year old, bisexual and genderfluid person. They lied to themself every day. "Im fine", "Its just a bad day". But it wasnt. They were isolated. Felt alone, and not in the good way. They buried their problems under humour, pretending it was all okay. Think of it like a volcano. Small eruptions here and there, Venting to others every so often. But it kept building up, that internal pressure. It was killing them, and they wanted to kill themself. And so, the volcano erupted. They grabbed the largest knife in the house and prepared to shove it through themself, ready to end their hatred for themself. Their brother stopped them, saving their life. They then had to face their issues. That person was me.
I nearly killed myself after lying for too long, cookie.
Dont be like me. Its a slippery slope. Dont lie to yourself.