I get anxiety sometimes.... I feel like I’m going to be sexually abused.... I know that’s it’s pride month and I should be happy of who I am... But I can’t help it.... It comes and goes like a constant stomach ache..... I only feel like being by myself... Staring at a wall sulking and doing nothing..... Nobody even knows who I am.... They won’t care.... It’s like I don’t exist..... I get told to do chores like a robot when I have to do other things... The ones I love sometimes don’t even cater for themselves... Nobody knows who I am.....
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