I'm ashamed of trusting others with even the most insignificant details of myself. I'd erase myself from their minds over and over again, still not finding what would make them think of me perfectly. I've grown to despise them. I wish I didn't. I don't have the strength to just get over it, I don't know what I want other than this idea of love that leaves me feeling lonely and used up. I don't want to know who I am anymore.