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You can& #39;t imagine how much I hate myself to be so distant with people sometimes. It& #39;s not that I don& #39;t care, it& #39;s just that my brain is a fucking butterfly. I tried many things to improve this part of myself. Didn& #39;t find yet what would improve it.
I was too used to think alone.
I was too used to think alone.
Had a bad night, yeah.
But this thing is rumbling in my head everyday. I wish I would know more how to give back what people give me.
Most of the time I think of expressing myself more but it always ends up with "No one will bother bc Idon& #39;t take care enought for them"
But this thing is rumbling in my head everyday. I wish I would know more how to give back what people give me.
Most of the time I think of expressing myself more but it always ends up with "No one will bother bc Idon& #39;t take care enought for them"
Yet, I secretly wish to be honest enought to share with you how it feels to be in my head, to have feedback and maybe find something that stop my brain to fly away.
I swear I don& #39;t do this kind of stuff on purpose. Wondered once if it was an autistic thing, but I don& #39;t think so. It& #39;s just so rooted in my body and soul that every time I dig it up it grows back as bad weed.
For those who don& #39;t get it, I& #39;m mad about being not very talkative. To forgot to answer to friends, to wonder how they are with month apart. To have a very low concentration while talking.
I don& #39;t get it why I& #39;m like that because I hate being like that.
I don& #39;t get it why I& #39;m like that because I hate being like that.
Hopefully today I hate this as a **part** of myself and I stopped fully hating myself.
