I’ve been thinking for a few months now about how I can write my feelings and past on a blog to complete strangers, yet closest friends and family have no idea who I am or what I’ve been through. The only way I can communicate with them is not to bring up my past because they don’t understand how it hurt or how abuse affects you, they just believe that you can just get over it, just like that never to be mentioned again. The more I’m growing emotionally the more I realise I just can’t communicate with most of them anymore. I started to notice that some of them are quite shallow and self centred and are quick to judge others. I want to discuss life, why we are here? , who are we?, where did we come from? I want a deep and meaningful conversation with someone who’s on my wave length, someone who understands, a person who will listen without judgement. It’s funny how in our healing and finding ourselves we start to lose the ones we once called friends.
Source: Hiding the real me