i'm sorry I couldn't be the person you wanted me to be and it isn't your fault if you don't love me anymore. one day I'll live a life I want and it wouldn't hurt to be who I am. no, my mental health isn't okay, but you aren't ready for that convo yet. I don't need comfort anymore, I cant tell lies and agree to people when they "understand" how I feel. this hurts but apparently no one wants to know how bad it is until I speak out loud.
grow up, kid. be better. check up on your loved ones.
