It hurts when you realize you aren't as important to someone as you thought you were.
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It hurts when you realize you aren't as important to someone as you thought you were.

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I break my own heart by expecting people to be as attached to me as I am to them.
Yeah.
I can’t lie.
Something in me died this summer.
Stayed, But Not in Love.
I would rather have a broken family than a toxic family. You can really see through their eyes and actions that they don't love each other anymore. They stayed together because they have to, not because they want to. They have responsibilities that need to be done. But I want them to separate themselves from each other. They are getting so toxic, and it's affecting us. I know we are one of the reasons why we are struggling financially. But they made a decision from the start; they know that they are not stable enough to handle a family, not knowledgeable enough to know what the child might want as a person. Hearing them shouting, arguing, and throwing hurtful words at each other makes me want to end all of the things. It makes me sick and mad that the personalities that I hated the most are slowly becoming who I am. But I don't blame myself for all of this; it is not my choice to be born. I never wanted this. All of this. This becomes the reason why I wanted to pursue psychology; I want to understand why they do those kinds of actions, what made them do that, and why they can't control it, but sadly, it is too ambitious for me to have that kind of dream. If ever God blesses me with a family, I want him/her to have a stable life: financially stable, mentally stable, physically stable, and psychologically stable. Not to have parents who let them hear those unkind words. All I can say is, I want it to END.