(3/3) Maybe this is all just overthinking fuelled by disgustingly low self esteem, but this is a truly honest representation of how I’ve viewed my existence since the breakup.

I need to work out how to move away from the base position of “There is no time to be truly authentic with those that matter, because they will leave you at the drop of a hat.”

If you’ve bothered to read this far I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Don’t hold back, I wouldn’t be posting on an anon board if I didn’t want brutal feedback. I’m being brutally honest after all.