Why am I crying?
I fantasize about the magical day when I can be in a real relationship. I want to desperately to be loved. I can't even express it.
Right now, I think I'm just too damaged. I'm finally getting around to liking myself. When will I ever be able to love someone else? Let alone allow them to love me.
I know myself well enough to know that I will do everything in my power to sabotage anyone one who ever dares to try.
I've always had these issues with personal space and not wanting others to touch me. I recently realized the reason was that I figured people would be disgusted if they touched me, for whatever reason. I used the "personal space" excuse to save myself from this imagined embarrassment I might feel.
I keep everyone at a distance.
I've been trying to make up for lost time by sleeping with anyone who gives me the slightest bit of affection. I feel so empty.
I don't know how to love. I'm scared I'll never find out.
Right now, I think I'm just too damaged. I'm finally getting around to liking myself. When will I ever be able to love someone else? Let alone allow them to love me.
I know myself well enough to know that I will do everything in my power to sabotage anyone one who ever dares to try.
I've always had these issues with personal space and not wanting others to touch me. I recently realized the reason was that I figured people would be disgusted if they touched me, for whatever reason. I used the "personal space" excuse to save myself from this imagined embarrassment I might feel.
I keep everyone at a distance.
I've been trying to make up for lost time by sleeping with anyone who gives me the slightest bit of affection. I feel so empty.
I don't know how to love. I'm scared I'll never find out.