I often find myself biting my lip lately. I've been my most truthful to myself recently, but ironically, I've held more things within myself than ever before. I've been strengthening my shell as much as I could. I'm hoping this would be enough to protect me to a certain extent against the forthcoming waves, but at the same time, everything inside it gets trapped. It builds pressure. This is one of those little cracks that I want to allow so that a little bit of steam would shoot off. Realization. I'm scared. Terribly scared.