I never knew how to describe my pain to anyone. I could never find the right words. I would stumble or stutter trying to carry on. I lost confidence in myself, and it started to become obvious. I started to bring myself down, and people started to notice. This is something I was always scared of. People finding my weaknesses. I'm in capable of dealing with any hate or whatever you want to call it. I don't want to say that I have been through a lot, because It could be worse. But I do Believe that when you get brought down so much, and you just are never able to carry yourself through another day you start to believe what they say about you. You think that maybe what they say is true. But how can it be true if you have never done any of the things they are saying? Tonight I found out that my not only the person I could feel was my escape, was no longer there. He promised he would always be there, and now I'm broken trying to find my other half. It's like walking on broken glass. My heart is in my stomach, I want him to understand my pain he just put me through, I'm going to get it rubbed in my face. He promised me. My trust is officially destroyed.
