Behind closed doors the only thing that separates you from the rest of the world is the four walls you’ve managed to put up. And there in your moment of despair, baffled and terrified, like an artist on stage for the very first time, you choke. The hardest part is putting yourself out there and letting go, the pressure is always on and everyone expects so much from you. But it’s not about everyone . . . is it? You tell yourself to be strong, that you’re so much better than that, that you can be better. No one will ever see you so down ever again. But sometimes the only audience you have is yourself. So what’s the point of holding it all in? It’s your stage, it’s your moment. . . no one else is there but you. So let it all out. Therefore the next time you’ll be prepared for the world to see. And I’m sure it I’ll be one hell of a show. Peace.