welcome.. to another form of escape

the last one didn’t work so well after all. I tried to promise myself that I’d be fine if they found me (or I found them) and keep it going, but alas, I felt trapped, yet again.

I need the freedom, the anonymity. at least away from them.

it’s not that they’re bad, not that I hate them.. they’re precious to me, but only at a distance. when they get too close, I feel suffocated. found out.

I hate myself for that. why do I think this way, why do I push them away?

anyways, welcome again. I hope you enjoy your stay here. make this a safe place, but don’t dig too deep into the rabbit hole..