Je n’ai plus de larmes à verser.

C’est étrange comme sensation, ne plus savoir ce que l’on ressent. Je ne sais pas si je dois m’inquiéter ou pas,je ne ressens plus la tristesse. Je pense d’être habituée un peu à tout ça: être déçue et « blessée ». Devoir passer à autre chose ce n’est pas une mince affaire pour quelqu’un quiContinua a leggere “Je n’ai plus de larmes à verser.”

Fear of being loved

I’ve always found it difficult to open up as a shy person. That is why I really struggle to make friends or find a partner. I never told this to anyone but I’ve never had any friends in my entire life. I spent all of these 25 years all alone. I grew up in Italy,Continua a leggere “Fear of being loved”

Loneliness

Here I am again. Single and confused. More confused than ever. And single as hell. A familiar feeling of emptiness and hopelessness. Hopelessness, yes. Cause I don’t rely on others anymore. I don’t rely on anything anymore. At this point, my expectations are lower than ever. I am the only one who can take meContinua a leggere “Loneliness”

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