All my life, I’ve been in survival mode. I didn’t have a real childhood or teenage years. At 12, I was already taking care of other people’s kids, missing out on what other people got to experience. I didn’t go to my first party until I was 21, didn’t touch social media until 18. I was always a few steps behind. I always feared I’d end up as “nobody,” and looking at my life now, that fear feels like it came true.
I’m the only provider for my family of four, and most of my life has been full of trauma and abuse. I’m working a minimum-wage job, don’t have a car, don’t own a place. And when it comes to relationships, I feel like they’re just another thing I can’t make work. No matter what I try, they always seem to fall apart, and it feels like I’m just carrying all of this alone.
I’m so unhappy to the point I don’t feel nothing.
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