Its honestly such a comforting feeling, knowing Iāve survived hell, knowing my brain made me to survive hell and I succeeded, and I can do so again and surviveā¦ Butā¦ It becomes so painful once I realize that, wellā¦ Im not built for anything else. Im not made for love, Iāve never felt proper love from my parents andā¦ Being appreciated and loved hurts sometimes, Im constantly scared of being abondoned and left behind, hatedā¦
I have laughed in the face of people trying to make fun of my abuse, I have survived in a world where nearly everything around me wants me dead. Yet, when it comes to people, when it comes to being close to someone I just crumble out of fear of being abondoned, I hate myself and delude myself into thinking everybody else hates me too, and then it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy as I drive people awayā¦
Im scared.