Fake it till you make it is such a wildly damaging mindset. I have all these insecurities that I've been hiding in my jungian shadow that are now slowing down AM6 and because I'm in denial about them it's all resistance until I reach a breaking point and face myself. The self-confidence AM6 is trying to instil in me is just bravado and pride until I go through this process, real change isn't happening until I stop trying to deny that I need to change.
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My ex hurt me so much when we broke up. I don't understand it. I was so good to her but she flipped a switch and wanted revenge for god knows what was in her crazy imagination when we broke up. And my friends at the time defended her because she gave them the impression that she cared about me but I didn't care about her and then dumped her carelessly and they never even questioned it. I don't think I've admitted how much I was hurt by it all until now. She hurt me and my friends hurt me. And I don't know who I can talk to because it's such old news now, I just pent it up inside but now I'm talking to you dear reader.
And now I'm looking someone to care about me. I don't feel like anyone cares about me. And I fucking hate all these people who have sex with no emotions because I get emotionally attached. And I thought if I pretended like I don't everything would be fine but it wasn't, it ended up biting me in the butt when my friends thought it was true. And so now I can't be promiscuous anymore because if I am it bites me in the butt when I inevitable start caring about someone. But because I don't want to be promiscuous I don't want to be with someone promiscuous. And it seems like every fucking one is promiscuous. What's the point of all this? No point, I'm just ranting about everything that hurts and makes me deeply sad and unhappy.
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My ex hurt me so much when we broke up. I don't understand it. I was so good to her but she flipped a switch and wanted revenge for god knows what was in her crazy imagination when we broke up. And my friends at the time defended her because she gave them the impression that she cared about me but I didn't care about her and then dumped her carelessly and they never even questioned it. I don't think I've admitted how much I was hurt by it all until now. She hurt me and my friends hurt me. And I don't know who I can talk to because it's such old news now, I just pent it up inside but now I'm talking to you dear reader.
And now I'm looking someone to care about me. I don't feel like anyone cares about me. And I fucking hate all these people who have sex with no emotions because I get emotionally attached. And I thought if I pretended like I don't everything would be fine but it wasn't, it ended up biting me in the butt when my friends thought it was true. And so now I can't be promiscuous anymore because if I am it bites me in the butt when I inevitable start caring about someone. But because I don't want to be promiscuous I don't want to be with someone promiscuous. And it seems like every fucking one is promiscuous. What's the point of all this? No point, I'm just ranting about everything that hurts and makes me deeply sad and unhappy.
