Chapter 1
We all hide ourselves. Our truest selves. Beacuse we are afraid. Afraid of what we will become. Afraid of judgement. Why? Because we all fabricate. We all have demons, our innermost thoughts we so badly hold onto.
I am scared of myself. Of what I am capable of. I'm fighting myself, my desire to finally show the world who I am, to make them see my real self.
It is unnaceptable. Unnaceptable to be me. To be a monster.
And as I write this, the other side of me came to say hi, barely there, like it's ashamed of itself. Ashamed of emotions, thoughts and every single sign of vulnerability.
Two sides, in an endless battle, trying to win over. Which one is right, that I'm not sure of.
