Uh, so, I haven't uploaded, or written on this site in 900000 years-
This was taken from my tumblr, from an anon prompt.
"He's into me for everything that I'm not."
Warning: Suicide indications.
I'm fake.
I'm pretend.
When you struggle to fit in, you often change elements of yourself to suit other people's ideals.
You mould yourself into another being to please the other(s). You change everything about yourself to fit in.
And eventually, before you know it, you're a different person, even around people you weren't changing for. Some of them stop talking to you completely. Like Calem. Some, pretend they aren't able to get in contact, like Shauna. Others only talk to you due to pity, Serena.
Some others don't notice the change. The people who you changed for. The ones who love you for what you're not.
Tierno.
I changed for him. I'm different for him. I pretend I enjoy dancing, and being upbeat. I pretend I don't have any interest in my past activities.
I'm pretending I'm happy.
But, I can't continue like this, Tierno. I love you, but I can't keep living as a character.
That's why I'm writing this-to tell you how I've really felt over the past few years. I'm telling you what I can't say in person.
I love you,
-Trevor