Nobody Cares When They Ask How Your Weekend Was
Everyone wants you to respond with, “good” or even “it was fine.”
No one wants to know if it was bad.
No one cares that you sat down and cried in a forest so no one could see you.
No one cares that you miss your boyfriend so much it literally hurts you to think about.
No one wants to know you were so lonely and so sad you didn’t leave your couch for five hours.
No one wants to know that even if there had been someone to hang out with you would’ve made an excuse because there’s only one person you wanted to be with.
No one cares that your roommate is terrible and driving you crazy.
When people ask how your weekend was, no one actually wants to know.