I had a happy, emotionally secure childhood with my mother. My father was in sporadic contact and never seemed to seek out my attentions, and ths was a sore spot with me for many years. He died suddenly on 09 just as we were starting to make progress, I feel.
I have unhealthy relationships with people, and I think that trying to be what they expect of you, is a good start. At least for me, as I don't really know who the hell I am.
I feel that personally, I am an unworthy person due to things I think, feel or have done, and rarely tell people about.
I really only have a few close friends, who know my history, have seen me behave badly and still loved me for it anyway. That is real friendship. When someone knows the bad sides of you, and still loves you despite it. Getting close to people is hard, because you never know who to really trust. :/
Good luck darling. x
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