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I don't know what went wrong in my life to be in the place I am currently. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends and I love my work and everybody but It's so hard sometimes, I keep trying to be myself and people still see me as some sort of scammer or a hysteric woman and then THE SAME people return to me crying and begging me for help. What the fuck. As if they didn't treat me like shit before.
I know I have to learn to forgive and forget but I'm Physically Unable To, every little thing means so much to me and only now I'm understanding why, other people just refuse to listen to me and at this point I will just do whatever the hell I want, who fucking cares, they don't, they why should I? I have recently started to talk with a guy I met at the Shrine's other side counterpart, he is... Nice to me. Like genuinely nice. I don't get it, does he want something from me?, we talk for hours and hours and he wants to open up to me about how he has all his life been raised by religion and he feels conflicted, we are... bonding and connecting. I'm trying to help him with what I know and my own journey... I feel happy talking with him, in ways I haven't since these last few months. Do I have Hope?