My parents trust me so much. If they knew the truth about my life right now, everything would break. I am 33F, everyone thinks I am strong, but I cry every night after acting normal all day. I am surrounded by people every day and still feel painfully alone. I look happy in every photo, but I have not felt okay in months. I smile through everything because I do not know how to explain how heavy life feels lately. I wanted freedom so badly, and now that I have it, I do not know what to do with my life. Everyone calls me mature, but I am just tired and better at hiding my mess. This has been sitting in my chest for weeks.