I feel absolutely wretched like I do when a friend stabs you in the back, but no one has done that, nobody has even called be a name, all that happened was I read the comments on one of posts and people i think misunderstood. last time people took one of my posts slightly wrong I was too ashamed too log an ds for like half a year. and that's really nothing i feel even worse when things like happen around people I actually have to see. why do let that stuff get down. why am i so afraid of people? and when I am afraid it turns into hate and bitterness towards people and myself.
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