I’m not even ridiculously sad anymore, I’m just exhausted with my life. Since I was a kid, there’s been no one even ninety percent genuine with me. My family are judgmental and selfish, and broke up when I was ten. I was constantly underachieving to my father’s standards and was disowned twice in my childhood before this final time, and my mother was more concerned with my (only by a couple years) younger brother. She’d told me she loved him more. I was always a very introverted kid. I loved reading and writing, and didn’t particularly like going out. I didn’t make friends very easily […]
