• 6 days ago

I’ve spent my whole life on trying to help my friends, having no time to find someone who’s reliable. I lost my childhood. I lost everything for them. I gave everything for them. They never appreciated it or loved me back. They hate me now. I’m too childish because I’m trying to catch up on all the years I missed. I didn’t get to be carefree and normal like them and they never saw a problem. They think they’re better now but they still barley acknowledge me. when I thought I found someone reliable I was wrong. I’ve been wrong so many times. I’m so tired. I’ve really given everything.