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No one and nothing feels like home to me anymore.
Always living in fight or flight.
Always living in a body and mind I don’t want to be in.
Always trapped in my emotions.
Always desperate for someone to care.
Always looking for a hand to hold.
Always having a heavy heart.
Always unseen and unheard.
Always the last priority.
Always in the wrong.
Always unwanted.
Always forgiving.
Always trying to regulate emotions.
Always forgotten.
Always unloveable.
‘Was I raised without love or was I born unlovable?’
Heaviest heart when I can’t express myself to my person; the fear of being misunderstood and vindicated outweighs it all.
Always living in fight or flight.
Always living in a body and mind I don’t want to be in.
Always trapped in my emotions.
Always desperate for someone to care.
Always looking for a hand to hold.
Always having a heavy heart.
Always unseen and unheard.
Always the last priority.
Always in the wrong.
Always unwanted.
Always forgiving.
Always trying to regulate emotions.
Always forgotten.
Always unloveable.
I'm used to it.
What if history repeats itself and I don’t have a choice but to live through it.
To tolerate what life has in store for me.
What if no matter what I do I’m destined to feel this disconnected for the rest of my life.
What if all the thoughts and beliefs I have in my head are true and I’m actually just that unwanted.
My heart hurts from fear of experiencing the brokenness I once felt, the brokenness I thought I healed from.
Living in the state of constant sadness sucks.
Never been so uninterested
"You are worthy enough to be loved in all your forms."
— Raw Honey Bliss
