“Guess what guys?” An excited tone creeps into my voice, but I try to hold it down. I can’t wait to tell them, oh it’ll feel so good.

“What?”

“I ate breakfast today!!!” My grin is taking up my whole face. It’s seems so small, but I usually skip it, and today I ate two waffles and drank a cup of water. Healing has done me some good.

“Oh delphinium,” one sighs, “Will you just quit doing this to yourself?”

“Yeah, you should be eating breakfast every day”

“Mhm, especially considering how much sports you do”

Oh.

I seem to deflate at their reactions. I just wanted someone to celebrate with me, but instead I continue to get ridiculed about the fractured pieces which are me.

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I’m broken,

I’m cracked,

But that’s ok.

I’m slowly filling the crevices,

With something they could never give me,

Love.

So why do I feel like they let me down?

I don’t care about their opinion…

Do I?

Yes, I do.

I just wanted someone to cheer for me,

However small the achievement,

And I thought that’d be them.

Guess not…

But hey…

I ate breakfast today.

The fractured pieces of me are slowly mending back together.

There’s something to smile about,

If only to cover up the comming tears.

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“Are you ok?” They ask, sympathetic in their own way, but not the way I need.

“Yup” I grin, choking myself with a smile that’s not genuine, “I’m fine.”

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And the conversation continues,

Just like that.

And I keep talking,

Pretending I’m not crying and screaming in my mind,

Just wishing,

Yelling,

SOMEONE NOTICE ME!

IM IN PIECES AND FALLING APART AND NONE OF YOU CARE!

Someone please care…