Are you afraid of being alone?

Im trying to learn about me. The day isn't so far when I completely be fine with being my ownself. After all everyone is so tired to have me around. Nor am being myself anymore.

I was always alone (no friends). Everyone around me were already in schools getting into high school. And I use to barely speak a word. As i was born late to my parents.

I'm not looking for a boy to complete me.

What do gang stalkers want?

Heheheh<3

But sometimes I crave to be seen when I'm quiet externally and my head is full of thoughts which trying so hard to get out, but me shutting it down everytime cause no body cares.

I was complete emotionally dependent on him with my filtered version. He still doesn't know the real me( I was scared if I will loose him if I show him my real side).

How do I know if he loves me? When he wants me to be his gf he make time for me and send me morning and night messages and done everything to melt my heart. Now I am his gf and he don't treat me that way now.

I use to feel always alone. Always. Though I had people around me and the most pampering childhood. But no one of my age who would understand my emotions well and play the exact game I want to. In schools I was introvert. If i ever made a friend I use to get replaced cause I was not like others. I was very calm. I did all the fun around people who i considered to be mine only bestie.

Am I afraid of being alone? Not really…..Ok! well sometimes ofcourse when I see on quora people being hyped in comment section by someone' who has they back, instagram besties and many more.

Or maybe it did. But i didn't care. Or I was running from the fact that I have no one.

Why cant a narcissist admit when they are wrong?

Yeah, yeah ik my outfit was straight out of fairytale.

No no it was not only him. As i have been mentioning in my answers that I have been replaced many times since childhood. That kinda haunts me now but this fact never bothered me before.

Toodles🦭

When did bestiality first occur to you and how did it happen the first time? Was it a deliberate decision or it just happened and you allowed it?

At times I often think that is it me?Who was once geet…. complete package of chatter box anyone can ever find.

Anyways after all this I got so humble yet so quiet.

‘So I can't really expect someone to wipe my tears while they are bleeding internally”. - quote by me.

Why is Bollywood failing?

I had good people around me. But eventually people fade or maybe I was just with them because I wanted to feel the void of my emptiness.

All the scars because some boy replaced me?

This one question that left my eyes teary was.Will someone pick up the call if I call them mid night? - answer is sure shot (NO).

What shocking family behavior did you read about in India?

Understandable after all everyone is dealing with something or the other. That I have no idea about.

Which is true . I have no one.

Though now I'm sharing all to my bff(god). Although he watches me every sec and knows what exactly am doing.

Why are most people broke?

Yesterday my heart cried alot but not my eyes. Cause my eyes have no tears left. Now only my heart aches and cries. I may seem very quiet and happy in the outer world. But my inner world has collapsed so bad that I'm still finding my pieces to fix my heart’s puzzle. But how could I? I have left my parts with the people who never really cared about me.

And do I have complains? - no not anymore.

So grateful that atleast god listens to me. Without giving me advices of how and why…blah blah.. he just listens.

Is there an MBTI personality that is more or less likely to handle stress?

As i was a kid.

As I have already mentioned I was in relationship 🤡. So I use to feel he is going to be with me. Big big joke.

I had no guts to make new friends. And then college happened.

Can trans people tell me what the criteria for a woman is excluding self identification (facts do not rely on self belief)?

These days are not really great for me. I don't get the usual breakdowns like before. But I have this sudden ache in my heart and flashback of how people treated me since class 1. But i often crave for someone to listen to me. So that my head gets free.

Image source - me

Though these days I'm being hyped up by <3 Poonam in my comment section. Grateful that my virtual people are best than offline people.

Stunning 'Solar Curtains' Phenomenon Revealed on The Sun in New Images - ScienceAlert

Thank you for being here.

Although am still on the journey to heal my self so that my broken parts don't cut innocent people.

I was in hostel so it was all day studying hostel and not like pgs, nor Allen. It was like chaitnya and Narayana but some other college.

The world of the Harry Potter series is usually considered bad worldbuilding. What are some examples of actually good worldbuilding in the books/movies?

I have beautiful people in my friends list offline and online. But its just that I don't get the love I want.

But my scars grew deeper & darker. So much so that I feel like no concealer nor any chemical peel treatment can fade them away.

I need to accept the fact that I have no one. Like no one….

After continuously failing people laugh at me and my dreams.

How immature…

The only song I want to dedicate is MAIN AGAR KAHOON..

Anyways people leave. So did he. He was different for me but he did leave……not leave actually he replaced me at the end just like everyone. Even after knowing my scars. He concealed it with some cheap concealer( which were ofcourse his promises). Afterall it was cheap concealer. As time passes cheap concealer leaves patches on your face. Which does look like fresh scars which were highlighted.

Someday my prayers, my tears, my faith , my hardwork everything is going to give me answers that am actually trying to find for.

Then i slowly developed this self love when I didn't even know what self love is. I loved my company. But as I entered into high school people around me forced to believe that you need people around. As I was always bullied in my high school.

I miss myself. But ik the real me…