Jun 01, 2024 12:36
06/01/2024
dear universe, hello! can you give me answers? why do i feel like this? like there's a hole in my stomach that consumes and radiates guilt and fear. i'm not even sure if i TRULY feel like this, because i copy everyone. when i see a person unwell, i project and mimic that negativity onto myself, like a mimic in a world of sad mundane facade. dearest universe, can you fix me? why do my loved ones judge my happiness as if it is not normal to express joy? why do they look at me like i'm a psycho, when i see something that makes me happy? WHY do they tell me i act like a boy? i'm not a boy. i'm a girl. a girl.
thanks universe
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