Nobody has played me more than I’ve played myself. I saw the signs, felt the energy shift and still gave people the benefit of the doubt. I wasn’t confused, I just wanted to believe the best in them more than I trusted myself.
I will make nothing special of myself. I will achieve nothing unique.
For the more I aspire to be, the more I read. And the more I read, the more I discover greatness of thought that some have managed to attain in their lifetimes, and with that comes the hopeless realization that I’m not as special as I once thought.
Indeed I am nothing unique.
Diary of a stoic.
This hurts!
My fear for love and relationship keeps increasing.
Those ladies in the audience must have experienced something similar 😭
If you don’t want someone please do let them know rather than wasting their time.
STOP BREAKING PEOPLE!