the worst fucking part of being the black sheep in a complicated family is feeling like you’re seeing something nobody else is every second of your goddamn life, and they look at you like you’re just this odd little goddamn thing to gawk at and tease because they don’t know what they’re talking about, but god do you know what you’re talking about.
you know so much. because you were the only one who was so broken and irreversibly hurt by every shitty circumstance that everyone else just took as normal, that you couldn’t just let it go and ignore the marks of tears in your whole fucking existence like everyone else, because their scars were never as deep. Their breaks were never as severe in their eysles.
i just want everything to go away sometimes.
anyway, just ignore me ig, i’m in the middle of a little breakdown and don’t know what to do with my life🥰