I have only had one significant other I have ever trusted. She isn't the one I will be proposing to in a few weeks.

I feel like my father does...like I can't trust anyone and everyone I love lies to me.

My anxiety overwhelms me so much sometimes I feel like I am just faking the life I'm living when I eventually crash from the attack.

Sometimes, I just want to scream really fucking loud at every idiot who crosses my path.