I'm Really Done
03/23/2020
I give up. I'm tired of caring about other people and giving them 100% when they can't do that for me. I don't even know if it is true or not, but if it is (which I'm sure it is considering that other people knew but me) then I'm broken hearted. I can't trust any one at home 100% because they never regard my hurt as serious. So what is the point of telling them when they just brush off my pain!? And now him too!?
I've always said that I just wanted someone to understand me and that meant being honest with me too. But even if I held him in that regard as my best friend, apparently he never did. I knew it was too good to be true. Not like there's ever been someone out there who cared the way I did. I don't know why I thought I had found someone who needed me as much as I needed them.
I guess I am just a charity case for him since he always likes fixing people.
Edit 03/25/2020
So I talked about it at home and my mom and sisters think I shouldnt take it that seriously, maybe he though I'd judge him or he'd be embarrassed. I guess that makes some sense. I just don't think he should ever feel like I've judged him when I try really hard not to. So I want to talk about it, but if that's the case, then I'd rather wait until he says something. I just want him to understand I wouldnt judge and I'm hurt about the lying more than anything else, but I can't bring that up without bringing up the other...