When I thought I’ve grown stronger, it comes right back hitting me in the face. It controls me in ways that I don’t want it to. It lets me become numb to physical pain. It lets me harm myself. People tell me to grow up, to accept it, but that’s because they don’t know how this feels. They don’t know how it feels to hurt to the point of physically hurting yourself to cover up that pain. They will never understand.
Disappointed in myself for missing you.
