I finally opened up to a person I was close to for the first time. I told him about some things in my life that are bad. What happens? I get blamed by that fucker for what happened. And I’m just so done at this point. I’m usually not the type to share my feelings very much, especially things like sadness and fear. I shouldn’t have even talked to him in the first place. I will never forgive myself for letting him know these things either. I’m never telling anyone about my deep feelings of sadness, guilt and, fear ever again. Period.
