Pistanthrophobia {m.g.c}
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Last published Fri, May 19, 2017
Pistanthrophobia (n.) - the fear of trusting people due to negative past experiences
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"Go away." I whispered.
"No," I turned around in shock, "I'm not leaving you alone."
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WARNINGS
This story may be triggering to some readers (depression, drinking, self-harm, etc.). Please read at your own risk. I love you all dearly. You can always come and talk to me and I'll be there to listen <3
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