I ask for practically nothing from people. It consistently amazes me how even the smallest emotion, on the rare occasion i dare to let it show, is too much for others to handle. Of course they wouldn’t want to be treated the way they treat me.
I read a funny but too relatable meme that said if you cry every day you should ask yourself if you’re dating a person or an onion. I’ve been seeing a couple onions. Or I should say, I’ve been being used, and accepting it, because it's the best I seem able to get. Welcome to womanhood.