I’m a good person, I know I am. I’ve been hurt because of it.
I have no friends, only bad memories of neglect and bullying. It’s shaped how I view myself. I fear social interactions now. I fear people.
The connections (just family) I have now seem obligated rather than a choice, no one looks forward to meeting me or talking to me I’m just there.
I know my people are out there I’m too scared to go out and find them.
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