at dinner my sister was going off about how im stupid for being weary of strangers. and how "stuff like that is never going to happen" because her friends live on dodgy roads and do things that could end badly all the time and it never does.
i couldnt eat. because all i could think was i should tell her and my dad. i knew i should. it was the moment. just get it out.
but i couldnt get the words out. i dont know what to do. i cant get it out. i cant say it to them .
i dont know how. i still have the shakes.
i have no faith in the kindness of strangers, because i have no faith in the kindness of people.
ive been googleing how to get over it and through it. and its showed me that every emotion and feeling ive been through is normal. but it didnt tell me how to beat it and get over it. and become myself again.
A.
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