Or maybe it's because the communication in my family is quite literally nonexistent. Perhaps that's where it started. Never feeling the comfort needed before spilling out your true feelings. Or even having the chance to, if you'
i dont think they love me at all because they dont hear me at all and invalidate what i say claiming it never happened or they never said it or it happened differently or im having a victim complex. i dont even know how to fix myself.
Just tried normal meditation sitting in my bed. It's so hard- I can't relax, I keep itching, I keep breathing too fast, too little, or both, and I keep thanking about all the awful stuff my parents are doing/day to day stuff.
She has such an easy time talking to people and making friends. Someone has always had a crush on her and it’s not only because she’s beautiful but just her personality. She is just so inviting and open about who she is and what she loves. I just feel like the complete opposite.
AN: Originally written for Jerboa 250, prompts were to write a "Western" that included an Eccentric character. This is the second piece I've written about BJ and Ronnie, the first is still periodically getting subbed out. Will probably not be the last.