Nobody in my family knows any of these things I’ve gone through because I chose not to tell because I chose not to be alone. I chose other people over myself growing up in multiple aspects. I chose to protect other people over protecting myself. Although I chose those things I still ended up being the one thing I thought I’d never be, ALONE.
I’ve always wanted to make sure other people liked me or thought I was pretty or thought my outfit was cute. I have been “people pleasing” when I should have just been trying to please myself. But this is also apart of a bigger obstacle I struggle with, being alone. I never focused on myself because of a fear that if I did, I’d be alone, I’d have no friends, and that is what I didn’t want.