Sapphic Writing

Something I am trying to remind myself off when my brain is being mean, is that if someone has a problem with me, then it is on them to communicate, it's is not on me to second guess every message. It's on them to communicate their feelings. And until they say something, there is no problem.

Sometimes I feel like shit, when I see my friends know more about another friend of ours than I do…and sometimes that just makes me feel shitty. And like I don’t know how to find out these things or ask questions the right way.

I hate my brain, I hate that I get paranoid, thinking people suddenly hate me out of the blue, or have group chats talking shit about me...like logically I know it's not true, I KNOW, but mu brain will try and convince me, and then all I wanna do is hide from the world and cry for a week.

I was never yours to begin with, stop making out like I was, like we were something more, you told lies about me to others, you betrayed me, fully stabbed me in the back. So don't you fucking dare make out that we were even friends after the shit you pulled.

When all you try is to be good, and kind and then multiple people take your goodness for a reason to be unkind, to walk all over you and to push past your boundaries.