Realising Things
It’s funny how they say they are here for you yet make you feel alone when you go thru shit. They won’t even ask you or be there for you. It’s funny how they say I can always talk to them about my issues and they will help me but they rarely answer and make me feel like I’m over reacting for feeling. Maybe before I’d just blame it on me and let it go but it’s today I am putting my feet down. I am allowed to feel disappointed, sad, depressed. I am allowed to feel. They say to never give up on people who need help and yet they leave me hanging holding on to the rope they cut off as I slowly realise no one is at the other end. I live on this earth where the prettiest, the most attractive, personality wise not always depressed people get love and help. What about the people who aren’t good looking who is socially awkward like me? I see the difference in how they deal with me crying and when others cry. Even tho me and others have similar situations going on. She let’...