vulnerability is like so hard, if I told you anything sappy please know that I had a hand to hand combat with seven layers of embarrassment and repression
When someone disagrees with me and I can feel my brain slowly putting them in the “worthless person with an invalid view of reality who doesn’t deserve my time” box
kills myself dead
i hate when even the tiniest thing changes and i get paranoid bc i think they’re gonna leave
abandonment issues slayyyy
being aware that your behavior is shaped by childhood experiences is so cringe every time i notice it im like ooo look at her can’t even get over what someone told him when she was 7. grow up
I never think it’s paranoia.









