Is this ok

I can always count on my disorder to effectively distantiate from people

This broken face could never

At least  back then I could dream of a good future

She made sure I would not trust a single person again, in my life.

It would mean the world to me if I could love myself without it being some kind of manic episode or weird power trip.

There's no consolation for your kind you are here and you lie alone from the day you were born, until the day you die. "We" is just a way to remind yourself you are aware of your loneliness, or maybe to forget it, but at the end of the day, when you are sitting there, looking around, imagining. The interactions you could've had, the people that could've been there, if you only grew a bit normal

In the end we’re still alone, friend.

It’s all ok, the worst has passed. But at what cost?

Relax, take a break from the absolute shit show