Trusting

I don’t have that many people to trust. I don’t trust my mum. I don’t trust my dad. I don’t trust my sisters.

I’m working through it, but I need to start feeling like that does’t matter, so that I can flourish. So I can be me.

Self.

The constant need for reassurance from others, makes me sick. Quite frankly, I don’t like that many people. Not unless they get to know me first. Otherwise I could really give a fuck.

On the other hand, I look to friends, for that reassurance, that approval, that I am part of someone’s family.

How odd.

I need to realize that that is a part of me, so that I can let go.