ok so i was in an aftercare when i was a small and when my mom came to pick me up at the end of the day she would ask me how my day was and if i did my homework and i would respond to the first question always with it was ok and i realized that the reason i said it was ok was because it wasnt all good or all bad sure i got brutally bullied and ridiculed but i got my fav snack or we went to the public pool on a fieldtrip but i nearly drowned because someone pushed my stomach down while i was floating on my back i thought that that shit was normal i think i was part of the reason im so fucked now i was basically convincing myself i was crazy and weak jesus little me ok bye now
