Loneliness/Abandonment
“I am not my scars”
Growing up I was always known as a daddy’s girl by my family members. I was in constant need for his love and attention. Once I started high school, that need faded and eventually turned into bitterness, then anger. I started cutting myself in a pathetic attempt to get my father to notice me and … Read more
“I am not my barriers”
I’m weird socially. Most of my few friends are far more outgoing than I am or were introduced to me by another friend because I don’t feel comfortable simply walking up to someone and introducing myself. I have certain unwritten rules in my head for dealing with people, and when a situation challenges a rule … Read more
