For some reason I feel like I'll never be truly better. I feel like everyone around me who knows about my ptsd/bpd/Addictive personality/ all my other problems is just sticking around b/c they pity me. I feel as if I don't truly belong anywhere. Everyone says I'm physically showing improvement but I just don't feel like deep down I'm better. Truthfully, I still feel like the scared girl I was last year, just after being raped by someone who said they loved me. I trust people too fast, but I also hate nearly everyone around me and worry they secretly hate me too. Just the thought of being vunerable makes me sick. I feel as if my "betterness" is an act. Like I'm just repressing everything deep down. I feel out of place everywhere I go. The only thing that gets me up in the morning anymore is taking care of my Sunfire dwarf hamster, Oberon, and my 4 hermit crabs, because I don't trust anyone else to take care of them. I feel the need to get rid of all my things and just make room for more animals, because they seem to be the only thing keeping me happy...
I know it's ridiculous to say but I feel like I don't belong. Anywhere. I feel like a tiny leaf blowing in the wind and there's nobody to catch me. I don't know what's wrong with me. I want to belong but I don't know who I am. I don't know who I am at all.
I know it's ridiculous to say but I feel like I don't belong. Anywhere. I feel like a tiny leaf blowing in the wind and there's nobody to catch me. I don't know what's wrong with me. I want to belong but I don't know who I am. I don't know who I am at all.