This is so true it hurts. I try so hard to hide all of my emotions and be happy all the time when my heart is breaking and slowly killing me. I try to be strong for everyone that I love even if I am crying myself to sleep.
I am my worst enemy. I learned long ago that if I attacked myself then it did not hurt as bad when others attacked me. It was about survival. Now, the hardest thing I am learning is how to love myself.