Yeah, I laugh or smile at it, but it’s because I don’t know how to fucking respond. Do you expect me to fucking cry and rage? I’m still a learning human, I’ve got my moments where my pride is up and I refuse to show my vulnerability.

You might think it’s not that serious, but you can’t tell me how I feel and when not to hurt. It may be a small deal to you, but it might be the very reason why I’m insecure.