“No matter how much I tried to shift my life to seek comfort, there was always a bad thing trailing along. Being at home killed all motivation, and the ones around didn’t seem to pick up on that. Even when I told them. Parents love to argue when you get distant, so you run back and forth between them, home to home, but they never realized their lack of showing that they cared forced me to push myself away. I hide all the pain. When it shows it’s head, a little made up story makes the ones around you nod their heads. Being so blinded. Making you feel like it’s easy, and the ways you feel can be helped. It’s so hard to talk to those with no understanding. That’s why I’ve decided not to talk at all.”
Thank you for sharing! I hope you find your voice and peace one day.