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Originally Posted by TrailRunner14
Sometimes there is not a hurt greater than sharing your heart and it being not valued.
I'm understanding that a hurt for one person affects them differently than it would someone else. The effect can be deep to that person and seem very small to someone else.
I'm learning that. Im thankful for that.
I was young. Didn't feel well at all. Told my mom I didn't feel well. She told me I was fine. Basically brushed me aside. I threw up on her feet. I was NOT ok.
Just saying.
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No. I agree. That was not okay. Your mom should have listened to you and taken care of you. Held you and loved you. But she didn't. I'm sorry about that. I wish everyone could have loving parents and not unkind ones.
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There are so many things wrong with me, and sometimes I believe there is more than what is diagnosed. I fear never healing, being left alone to crawl this heartless, cruel world. I hate myself so much, and sometimes, as much as I hate them, all I really want is a heartfelt hug. Will I ever make it through this thing called life? Or will I drown in the darkest depths of the ocean? Only time can tell. As for now, I just hide and I fear. This is, and will always be my life. 
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