I've been told say quiet about what I have on my mind because I talk to much. Between I say a lot and don't do anything about it because I have a fear of conflict... Fallout... Anything of the sort. I'll stay in the back of the line and just talk. If I end up getting involved in conflict, something might happen... But that's "all talk"
I've been told to open up because I don't talk much. That I need to do emotions and feelings. That I don't really like to vent or do anything because I'm too shy and don't like to speak... However, even when I do... I get ignore, over talked to... Or just plan yelled at because the things I say are "small stuff" So I tend to take care of things myself most of the time even if they ask to help or not.
Murdered family members, Raped, Abused, Mental trama, fears, Abandonment, lied to, robbed, and many many more... These things I dealt with. No one really took the time to sit down and wanted to talk to me about them all.
"I'm so sorry" .... Or "Okay" ... Or even these dots in-between that's all I get.
You'd be surprised that if I said "YES, I ACTUALLY WANT TO FUCKING KILL MYSELF! I DON'T WANNA LIVE ANYMORE BECAUSE I DON'T DESERVE TO HAVE A FUCKING LIFE."
But... I'm not...
Behind my mask of a smile, isn't what people want to see. Including "Friends", fucking "family"... Or loved ones.
I'm not always happy... I haven't been happy for 8 years.. three years ago it was worst them before, two years ago it hit to the point where I knew what I had, last year was false hope... This year was a harsh reality..
I'm hoping next year.... I can smile again.
Till then I'm not Peanutbutter.... Never have.. And never will...















