I hope I'm Wrong.

     

       I tend to cling to broken people, because I feel like maybe if I helped them I’d be able to prove to myself that I’m not as horrid as I think. I sit down quietly and listen to others, telling them sympathetic words, genuinely trying my best to support them and then when I realize that they’re not exactly willing to extend the favour I can’t help but wonder if there’s something wrong with me. I was told once by a complete stranger that I, “look like I’m drowning” and I never actually thought that anyone noticed before… this just me leads to wonder, how many people have looked at me and seen that “drowning” expression on my face only to ignore it? Maybe there’s just something about me that makes other people leave or ignore my existence… maybe I really am as horrid as I think, and this is what I deserve.