This endless nightmare,
this endless cycle of wondering whether or not I'm going to love or be loved by another.
People prove themselves when faced with situations where they hear what they wished not to hear.
Understanding why someone thinks the way that they do is difficult...
...but I try my best.
Something that I struggle with is trust.
Trusting another person is like allowing them to see every corner of your mind.
What happens when that's a terrifying place,
even for yourself?
I want to curl into a ball and stare at the wall sometimes,
just to let it all consume me.
I'm restless.
