
MyShadow
Member
- Aug 27, 2025
- 60
I recently confided in a few people about my situation and my thoughts of CTB. These were the "you can tell me anything" and "I am here for you no matter what" people. These were people whom I thought loved me enough for me to trust them. Or so I thought.
My girlfriend told me that she loved me. Pushed me to be vulnerable. To be open. To cry. To tell her everything I felt inside. Told me that we can get through anything and she will be there for me. For us. A week later, she was gone.
My friend, whom I consider to be more of a brother, told me that I was an amazing human and he would be there for me, no matter what. Poof... gone.
My spiritual friend, one who specializes in those who are facing death to help them with breathwork, yoga and fear counseling. I asked for help with helping me overcome my fear. Yep. She disappeared too.
People say that they will be there for you, only to leave the moment things get hard, and it's disappointing.
I need to be heard but am quickly learning that this is a journey that I will take alone. Some people don't have the strength or the courage to know anything more than the trivial stuff. Some people just don't care enough to help or even just to listen.
I have also given up on love. Love is a myth. Love is for children and puppies.
Maybe I am being unfair. Perhaps I am projecting my own values on others. Yet, when someone confides their pain and deepest fears to me I am certainly not going to fucking ghost them.
My girlfriend told me that she loved me. Pushed me to be vulnerable. To be open. To cry. To tell her everything I felt inside. Told me that we can get through anything and she will be there for me. For us. A week later, she was gone.
My friend, whom I consider to be more of a brother, told me that I was an amazing human and he would be there for me, no matter what. Poof... gone.
My spiritual friend, one who specializes in those who are facing death to help them with breathwork, yoga and fear counseling. I asked for help with helping me overcome my fear. Yep. She disappeared too.
People say that they will be there for you, only to leave the moment things get hard, and it's disappointing.
I need to be heard but am quickly learning that this is a journey that I will take alone. Some people don't have the strength or the courage to know anything more than the trivial stuff. Some people just don't care enough to help or even just to listen.
I have also given up on love. Love is a myth. Love is for children and puppies.
Maybe I am being unfair. Perhaps I am projecting my own values on others. Yet, when someone confides their pain and deepest fears to me I am certainly not going to fucking ghost them.