Iβve never been good at talking. I mean proper talking, where you talk about your emotions and feelings. I donβt know how to open up, thatβs probably why councelling never worked for me.
But Iβm slowly figuring out how alone I am. Nobody knows me, not properley at least. I either fall asleep in an empty house, or alone in a house full of people
Iβm not alone, I know Iβm not. But everytime I think or speak, I know nobody will listen. So Iβm going to stop bothering.
You canβt make people like you, I learnt that the hard way. But my problem is that, I donβt like myself either.
- S


















