this happened to me too. i was the girl who talks a lot and i was made to sit beside a classmate who had experienced something traumatic and went nonverbal for almost 2 years. in just a month, the classmate started talking.
aconteceu! tenho uma aluna que fala MUITO, daí coloquei ela perto de uma autista não verbal pra ver se ela ficava quieta e a criança autista começou a falar também
one of the loneliest experiences in life is being known for how much you help everyone else while feeling like nobody really knows what you're going through
i get this surge of vague memories from my childhood and it answers the question why i am who i am and it makes me want to disappear. nobody deserves me and i don't deserve anything. i was a child.
if you told me i was worthy of love, i probably wouldn't believe you. but if you told me i deserved every bad thing that's happened to me, i'd accept that with no doubt. not because it's true but because pain has spoken louder in my life than love ever has.
How many dreams were slaughtered in this genocide? May anyone who took part in annihilating the dreams of a million kids burn in hell for all eternity.