Dear Diary #4

I may not make a living as an artist or be “famous”, but I’ve always felt and seen the world as one. Maybe, that’s why I’ve always been a little different. I feel a lot, you know. Sometimes when I get into one of my funks, my mind takes me to kind of a dark place. I think about things that I’ve been through as a little girl, and I go right back to that time. Sometimes I wonder who will really be there for me in the end, who really loves me for me? Does anyone? Trust is a big thing for me and abandonment is something that I often struggle with to be completely honest. I don’t know who’s real anymore, or if anyone or anything ever was.

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