There's a reason why I'm so reluctant to mention anything I like. Because I'm always, always, without fail, completely and utterly surrounded by people who will let their hate flag fly as high and bright as humanly possible, making me feel bad for refusing to join in that and generally feel like an outcast or a lesser human being, and then have the nerve to get offended when I lose my temper and break down. As if I'm supposed to just sit here, take it, bottle it up, and then become even less emotionally healthy as a result.
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09 Dec 2017 12:12 CET
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