Everyone talks about loans, credit cards, credit scores, all the things that show how much you owe. But no one talks about the emotions we borrow just to survive the day. When you laughed today, it didn’t even feel like your own laugh; it felt borrowed, like something taken on emotional credit. And that’s what scares me. If your happiness is on loan, how will you return it later? What about the interest life will charge for all the smiles you forced? Will you even be able to pay it back? Because all your life, you have been laughing at things just to hide the things that were breaking you. And one day, when life comes to collect… I just hope it doesn’t take away more than you can afford to lose.