A question i want to ask, gently, with loving curiosity: if you’ve ever hated yourself… why?
(this is not an attack, i promise. i’m looking to understand. i will block anyone who is mean to anyone else in the replies)
hurt people i didn’t want to hurt
didn’t feel like i was living up to my potential
blamed myself for other people abandoning me, assumed it meant i was broken or defective in some way
maybe more accurate to say: felt overwhelming guilt about hurting people i didn’t want to hurt, felt overwhelming shame about not living up to my potential, and then i think feeling broken is kinda its own feeling
"it's so cute the way you pretend to be a real boy. with real feelings. a normal human boy. instead of a bottomless pit of need. instead of a bag of demons, where a person should be. it's just me in here, y'know."
Same here, but in a specific way: Instead of accepting mistakes and learning from them, I was taught to just define that activity out of my circle of care, within which I could still maintain that I had talent. Naturally, this circle would gradually shrink into a point