This small safe place, this fragile platform I reside upon, held up by wobbly supports and stabilized with crutches, pull one out and see what happens, watch it collapse.
I’m trying to shut this one negative out without pulling down everything else with it. Splashing into that toxic swamp that is my past. I’m holding on.
I’m just trying to pretend I’m normal, not this thing I was mutated into.
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i know its difficult but you shouldnt pretend to be someone youre not. if someone doesnt like you for you then they clearly dont need you. i cant find the quote so…dont quote me lol….but i remember the idea of it.
its basically a continuation of dont let people change you. its about how people that arent your friends will change you for themselves, while a real friend will change you for you. theres a really big difference between “ew dont wear that ugly shirt” and “maybe you shouldnt be drinking so much”. like everything else in life there is a happy medium.
im sure the ones that matter, love you just the way you are *hugs*
I know you’re probably sick of this but its not good to hide stuff and bottle up your emotions (I can’t really talk cause I do the same thing, but still).
You aren’t wrong, bottling everything up only leads to it growing inside until you can’t hold onto it anymore. Still, it doesn’t change that I can’t handle it as it is.
You should take your own advice someday, 😉