Late Night Lies

I've been working the night shift at the warehouse for a few months now. It's exhausting, but something that makes it even worse is lying to my coworkers and family about how I'm doing. At work, I pretend to be this invincible night owl who thrives on midnight energy and sees everything as an adventure. With friends and family, I act like I've adapted perfectly and am grateful for the different perspective on life. But honestly, every day is a struggle. The real me is constantly tired, barely getting through tasks without making mistakes, and just hoping to get home before collapsing into bed. It's frustrating because even my own reflections sound better than how I truly feel, but who wants to admit they're miserable when everyone expects them to be fine?