It’s Never Too Late.

“It kills you slowly, you know? Not being loved.”

- (via @heartbrokenlysurviving)

“It’s sad, isn’t it? You grow up thinking that love is some wonderful force that will somehow fix everything wrong in the world. You were taught fairytales and happily ever after’s and about princes and princesses. But no one ever told you that love hurts more often than not. No one tells you the pain of unrequited love or the crying at three in the morning, wondering why you weren’t enough. No one told you the harsh reality of letting go when all you wanted to do was hold on. No one told you the absolute torture of watching someone slowly fall out of love with you. Because no one wants to admit that something that was thought to be so beautiful could go so wrong.”

— The Poetic Boy

Everyone I've ever known has left me,

I've been left and abandoned and neglected

Like a hurt stray puppy on the side of the road

Was I not good enough? Or did they just never realise? Did I do something? They don't have to stay obviously. No one does. But why?

I don't blame them. I don't. I wouldn't stay for me either.

Can I just be enough for someone? Please. Can someone just stay? I don't know how much more abandonment I can take.

Someone who has been emotionally abused will:

• Constantly apologize • Hide their feelings in fear of upsetting you • Break down during small disagreements thinking it will explode • Need a lot of reassurance Please be patient, we are trying.

Growing up neglected can mean you don’t feel like you get to be picky about who gives you attention or what kind of attention you even get, you cling onto anyone who acknowledges your existence and it can end up so painful

I needed a hug. I needed to cry on someone else’s lap. I needed someone to shrug off all this hate and pain consuming me. But I only had myself. And I was never enough.

Don’t disturb her soul if you mean her no good.