I always ask myself why certain people don’t have the same heart. Wouldn’t life be better if we all had the same heart. I have opened up to people about my life but no one cares, yet when others need me I am always there. I have opened up in so many occasions. I have been raped, tortured, and damaged physically and emotionally but who cares ? No one. I have been near death but I no longer have friends. I have no one to count on.. I am all by myself struggling with depression and anxiety because no one cares like I do. I had friends but not at least I thought they were until they betrayed me. Now I don’t know what to do in life. I am simply waiting for my death to finally end my suffering.
Share with you, dear!
I’m in the same situation. When people need me, I’m always there listening to them and sharing with them, but when I need someone to be with me when I feel alone or depressed, there is no one. So sad, but that’s true, we’re not important part of their lives, just a place where they can express themselves and then forget all about us.