Spoiler!
the fact is the we are the same,and I hate it. I was never good enough for my dad, and my mom never cared about me, just my results. I was adopted by them at five, but before that I went through a lot, and when I tried to tell them something, they would tell me to shut up or quit being dramatic. It got to the point of them hurting me both fiscily and emotionally, that I stop talking to them.I just wanting to prove myself to them, that I started changing myself and try to act in a way that they would accept, but that didn't work, and it started to kill me slowly. I started to have panic attacks, trouble eating, looking at myself, and kept everything inside.
pls rec
he/them 16years,pan
You can find me every where
i'm so single it hurts
p.s was Blforlife#transbrokey
he/them 16years,pan
You can find me every where
i'm so single it hurts
p.s was Blforlife#transbrokey
