why don’t you tell me who you are and I tell you everything?
Jesus where do I start? I feel that a train hit me and now my life is in separate pieces and it’s not easy to fix them all again because some pieces are not made of me. But anyway thanksss for you concern it was really nice of you!
Sometimes our house is no longer a home and becomes just a big lie with people living in it. Mom and dad never were really mom and dad like they should be, they replaced the parenting for fight and discussion and left me sit between that, forgetting my existence, my feelings and thoughts. Sometimes all you need is someone you could really trust, some silence and company but I can’t find that person now. Never did.