I’m starting to feel like I’m the problem.
I feel like I’m messing up everything.
I always mess up everything.
It feels like no one really likes me; they just pretend they do so they wont hurt my feelings.
But I see the truth behind their lies.
I know I’m pushing everybody away.
All the time.
Everything feels like it’s my fault.
Maybe I’m just not good enough.
Maybe I am just too much.
It feels like I’m losing everyone.
Or maybe its just my imagination..
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Author:
Natavia hobert (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: October 4th, 2025 11:12
- Category: Unclassified
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