we always say we want people to care but when they do we push them away.
i always think about how i want people to care i want people to ask if i am okay, but i realised, i don’t. i hate people seeing me cry, i am the one that helps people i am the one that is there for them that is meant to be strong for them, that gives them help and closure. and thats how i like it. i like helping but i don’t like receiving it. i hate feeling weak.
