Then you think they won’t judge you for being what you are, but they do.
You thought you can count on them, but they criticize you exactly how you didn’t want.
No matter what, they’ll unlove you for being true.
Being real was more important than pretending to be someone else, but they only wanted to see that someone else, the so called ‘perfect.’
If you keep trying to fit the mold society has imposed on you by pretending to be a tacky replica of an “ideal” person. You will eventually forget everything about you
Trust me , childhood is the embodiment of joy.
The enjoyment you had.
The true person you were.
The honesty you showed.
The friend circle you had.
The trust you had.
The trust others had in you.
The love you could show without any hesitation or filter.
The love others g
