I’ll admit, I have trouble controlling my anger. I keep it within me and I lash out when people least expect it. I have trouble expressing myself through words and this paragraph will take me a fair few minutes to write. I think, I think too much. I wish for loyal friends, or for a less dysfunctional family. I wish for a better body, or for better grades in school. I do a lot of wishing, but everything backfires. I don’t understand why people treat me like dirt just because I'm just so fucking nice to them and always giving in when it comes to shits. I can openly say that I have never treated someone in a low regard until they’ve back-stabbed me, which leaves me asking myself, what did I do wrong in the first place? I’ve noticed that I push people away. I’m the type of girl who builds walls instead of bridges, I’ve always said forgiveness is like giving someone permission to hurt you again. But now I feel so fucking lonely, all the time.
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