sometimes I really do hate myself and everyone around for making me hate myself. I feel so invisible and unseen sometimes. I just kinda don’t feel compelled to trust or talk to anyone anymore.
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sometimes I really do hate myself and everyone around for making me hate myself. I feel so invisible and unseen sometimes. I just kinda don’t feel compelled to trust or talk to anyone anymore.

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I don’t talk to people in my real life about my thoughts. It’s not like I don’t have anyone to talk to I just don’t want to burden them. I remember when I was younger and I would sit alone and talk to myself. I always wondered why kids didn’t want to talk to me. Kids can be so mean when you act differently.
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When I was 6 I decided I wanted to be a fashion designer. I wanted to make clothes that made people who felt invisible feel like someone. I had loved to watch fashion shows and I had designs I drew up all on my walls and would nonstop dream about it. But now it’s just a dead dream. I think it was my mother who first killed my dream. Nowadays I try not to think of it much but I still desire to create.
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I’ve been laying in bed think of my childhood all day and how it has changed me. I don’t think anyone from that time did anything intentionally so I don’t blame them.