people hurt me over and over and I’m just meant to smile and say it’s okay because otherwise that’s mean. Pointing someone else’s mistakes out is wrong and embarrassing them. But when I finally hurt too much and shut down and isolate I’m the bad guy. I’m the bad guy for being too sad, too hurt. And I’m so mad, I’m so mad and so sad and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m so done with people, I don’t want friends, I want the idea of them - sure - but people just hurt me. I hate getting too close to people because then I owe them something. I owe them something even when they hurt me.
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