One aspect of trauma is that you realise that no-one gives a damn about you. I keep realising that yet I still go back to clinging onto people and I still get hurt. It happened again a couple of weeks ago. The cold hard truth that i'm virtually alone in this world lef me to have a meltdown and contact the mental health team as well as well as coming here.
I keep being told "there's someone for everyone" to which i call bulls*it. All the good people have each other and all i get are the sub human scumbags. I look around my hometown and all i see is a bad place full of bad memories and bad people. I'd leave if I could but i'd still be a traumatised soul.
I keep being told "there's someone for everyone" to which i call bulls*it. All the good people have each other and all i get are the sub human scumbags. I look around my hometown and all i see is a bad place full of bad memories and bad people. I'd leave if I could but i'd still be a traumatised soul.