I try to know my worth. I try to think that I’m allowed to have my own personality or feel emotions. I felt restricted to doing those when I was young. I want to feel comforted, but asking for it is just stupid to me. Because I don’t want people to waste their time and effort trying to make me feel better when they can do more useful things. However, when I tried to talk to my parents about the mental damage they did it to me, all they said was “it was in the past, you need to accept it and move on” Accept it and move on? You think that it’s SOOOO F****** easy to just accept the fact you altered a piece of my personality and changed my mental health into something SO HORRIBLE i cannot even recognize myself? Part of the healing process is letting a person grieve. Just because you can move on SO F****** easily from something doesn’t mean I can either. I need to cry. I need to let out my bottled emotions. I cannot just say “oh, i was f****** hit by a truck. oh well, let’s forgive and forget” I’M NOT GONNA STAND UP AND WALK LIKE I DIDNT JUST GET HAMMERED BY A MOVING VEHICLE. There are consequences to your own actions. AND I WAS AFFECTED.