Whenever my mind wanders it always ends up in the same place, like there’s a problem I can’t fix.
I find myself in a panic, really anxious because I crave understanding from people who will never care. It’s ridiculous and backward, how did I get myself into such a mess?
I’m so messed up.
Before I was unwell I cultivated my own happiness and had it in abundance. My happiness didn’t depend on other people.
Now people see through me, I’m completely transparent, and most people are really enthusiastic about taking advantage of my vulnerabilities. I can’t hide.
I’m a very private person so this is torment.
bookcouple:
Hugs
heatherisaboynow:
@bookcouple thanks very much needed