Yes, this are very private stuff about my life. I go over my teenage years, my childhood years. And every dream and thought I had by those times, and I just think, what was in your head, what was you thinking? All the made up things and wished I created in my head just make me feel ashamed. But that girl was not certainly an happy girl, just a good one in hiding her feelings. I'm not a full person because there are so many things about which I feel ashamed, there are lots of things I can't share. Little things, so so little, like if I find a boy cute.
It was not an act of bravery, just an heart pumping and demanding me to speak. As if I could go around talk about this? Neither with my doctor, because she was my parents' doctor and maybe she can be in the future.
Just wanna thank you for caring and not judging, and listen. It really means to me.