No one gives a s*** about my pain, it is always about them, even when I am suffering to the point of it being so obvious that other people can see it written all over my face. The people closest to me don’t ask me what’s wrong, they don’t tell me I need to help myself or get help, or ANYTHING at all like that. When you can’t rely on the people who are supposed to love you and care for you and they don’t? Then what?
And when they feel better about themselves because you are suffering and you can TELL? Haha. That’s really fucked up. As if I can’t f****** tell, f****** assholes.
You only have yourself. F*** other people, they can honestly f*** off and die. I don’t have theme, I don’t need them. It’s just me myself & I.