Hi all. 💗
I’m undergoing refractive eye surgery next Friday (23th), and that means no screens for a little while. I wanted to share that with you before.
You might’ve seen it but I was in New York City not so long ago, for work; and this travel kind of opened my eyes (lol) on what was holding me back. Now that I realize what’s wrong, many things are pouring out and it’s quite painful. I still think that every single one of my experiences can be useful to others so, that’s the reason I’m sharing this. There is no good ending this time because I still don’t know where all of this is leading me, although I believe that I will, in the near future, be able to provide you with an answer. In the meantime, please accept this token of absolute truthfulness from me.
Unfortunately I’m a bruised up kid and this is not 10% of the shit that went down through my childhood, but it’s one of the reasons I am absolutely incapable of believing any compliment I’m given. I actually feel quite sorry for myself, I mean seriously? Not even one? That’s kind of pathetic. 😅
I try really hard to work on that ever since I’ve realized it, and it’s going to be a long and tough road, but yeah, my brain immediately makes me go through these thoughts when someone compliments me. I just can’t believe it.
I’m going to walk down my path, no matter how hard it is: please keep up on yours too, so we can meet when we’re out of the woods.
And, to the people who did this to me: I understand things in your own past made you feel such an unbearable pain, you just had to find a culprit. And I was in reach. I don’t hate you. I still love you, and I never pretended to. I never plotted against you. I just simply, genuinely loved you and I’m sorry if I didn’t sound real enough when I told you, times and times again. I hope you’ve been taking care of yourself. 💝
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