Few years back, when this curveball hit me in the stomach,
I felt all the hurt and resentment rising on the surface and the bottom falling out of my world.
thinking, "oh you're strong enough to handle this you don't need friends or people judging you. guess what. you're doing this on you own" I bottled everything up.
I thrived on anger, until I realized the only person judging me is myself.
still hurts btw. in ways you'll never understand.
but it's fine. I'm tired of bringing up the past and flinging it in everyone's direction as an excuse to go about looking like the world is in debt to me.
Nights.
