SharkyorBones
Bronze Member
Today I went out with a group of old friends...
It was a horrible experience I realise I dont like any of them and why I dont like them.
I hate being me.
I hate cptsd I hate the people who did this to me. As soon as I got home I just felt something within me break and I never want to leave this house again. There were so many memories, so much pain..
Im scared and I dont know what to do. Self soothing is helping a bit but I just need a hug or a kind word. I don't even know anymore I feel like im wrong to ask for that. Im told constantly I have to rely on only me and im the only person who can support me... why is it that when normal people cry they are hugged and told theyre loved and their problems or sadness dealt with but for me because I was abused, because they inflicted their evil upon me I have to deal with it on my own. Seems fair.
It was a horrible experience I realise I dont like any of them and why I dont like them.
I hate being me.
I hate cptsd I hate the people who did this to me. As soon as I got home I just felt something within me break and I never want to leave this house again. There were so many memories, so much pain..
Im scared and I dont know what to do. Self soothing is helping a bit but I just need a hug or a kind word. I don't even know anymore I feel like im wrong to ask for that. Im told constantly I have to rely on only me and im the only person who can support me... why is it that when normal people cry they are hugged and told theyre loved and their problems or sadness dealt with but for me because I was abused, because they inflicted their evil upon me I have to deal with it on my own. Seems fair.