I understand I should worry more about myself, but it's so difficult now. I feel like I must cater to everyone else or I will be looked down upon, hated, and attacked. These feelings are from recent events that lasted quite a few years.. Everyone says you grow from your experiences.. I think I grew but the wound is still bleeding.

But, I'll try to talk to my worker about it the next time I see her.. If I can muster up the courage at least.