I've learned on a hard way that most people won't really care if you're sad/depressed.
They'll surely prioritize themselves, and will think of you as toxic with your "too heavy" conversation and "unnecessary dramas".
Since I don't have any family members nor loved ones to hold onto, I learned to keep things to myself and push people away - just so I can avoid this cyclic hurt when they start to avoid me.
I don't know. I just hold on to this belief that whoever sticks, sticks. Whoever can tolerate and understand me, despite giving them all the reasons to be irritated w/ me, well, I'll thank the Universe for giving me that kind of people.
Instead of waiting for other people to love, help and accept me, I'm working on having myself love, help and accept me.
