community. I mean I was always bad at maintaining some of that stuff, but like, at least when they didn't know? It was a fall back option? Now I'm thoroughly and utterly ostracized, and all my friends smart enough to get out before me are long gone, and the rest only tolerate me for the person they
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I'm still fucking angry, but for entirely different reasons now. I'm so angry at men. At these old and saggy monsters who so joyfully manipulate people for the sake of their wealth and power. I'm so angry at the parents who
I'M ashamed. I'm so mad at myself for falling for this for so long. For never questioning a thing until long after I hurt so many people because of it. For being
I just want to fix myself and be a better person. To be as tolerant as I can be and love people who are struggling in their own ways. So