Xinyta
♤Id driven soul | Broken but not Insane☆
It's almost funny how the mind works and how complex it all can be. Especially when it cones from beliefs and the things we absorb to have a sense of belonging.
I have poor sense of positive beliefs. All mine are negative. Though my biggest problem is my lack of belief in belonging. I feel as if I belong nowhere. I have no one or anyplace that I can say brings true guaranteed comfort.
I feel lost. I feel like I am wandering. I don't allow myself to hold on to any positives, because I don't believe they will matter to anything. That all that life will ever be for me is a blackhole.
But the irony is that no one externally told me this. That I don't matter. That I don't belong.
This is from my own bitterness and self loathing.
I have poor sense of positive beliefs. All mine are negative. Though my biggest problem is my lack of belief in belonging. I feel as if I belong nowhere. I have no one or anyplace that I can say brings true guaranteed comfort.
I feel lost. I feel like I am wandering. I don't allow myself to hold on to any positives, because I don't believe they will matter to anything. That all that life will ever be for me is a blackhole.
But the irony is that no one externally told me this. That I don't matter. That I don't belong.
This is from my own bitterness and self loathing.