My life is made up of ‘I’m sorry’. I feel like I have to apologize to people, to things, to life itself. It’s like, ‘I’m sorry to be here’. I don’t want to disturb anyone.
I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.
I lived each day with anxiety and fear. Did I pronounce my words strangely? Did I smile right? Did I do anything to displease them?
At a certain point, I just have to try not to think too much about certain things, or else they’ll break my heart.