Friday, December 8, 2017

Growing up

Abused, maligned, beaten, ignored and neglected, you learn that it doesn't pay to have wants, needs, hopes and dreams. They will not happen, will not be met.
You learn that no one cares what you think or feel. You learn to invalidate and shove away your needs. You learn to have no wants and that dreams are strictly stuff for sleep.
Abandoned within a house full of people, people that are supposed to be the ones that care about you the most in this world, famous words of my mother "no one will ever love you more than your family" , and the family's version of love is empty, void and perverted, can cause confusion, to put it mildly.
I feel alone, abandoned, adrift with no welcoming port in sight.

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