Is it harder to find love or to find someone genuine?

Sometimes, you don't cry because something happened in the evening. You cry because you've been holding everything in since morning. The stress you ignored. The disrespect you swallowed. The problems you couldn't solve. The emotions you had to hide because you still had work to do. And when you finally get a moment alone, everything comes rushing back. You don't even know which problem you're crying about anymore. You just know you're tired of carrying so much inside. You weren't emotionless all day. You were just waiting for a safe moment to fall apart. 💔