(tw: abuse) dear you,
i only told you ‘cause you asked and i thought you could handle it. but when you didn’t react well (and yeah, i know you’re right: i am fucked up; i do have issues. i never said i didn’t.) it made me not able to trust you anymore. and given that your response to something that was nowhere near as bad as what my ex did to me was, ‘i want to shoot that person,’ why would you think i would ever tell your where my ex lives or what his name is? and why would you suddenly decide you give a shit?
sometimes i think that telling people about the abuse is worse than the abuse. at least i don’t remember all that much about the abuse. but i remember every time you let me down, and it makes it hard to trust you.
