People's inconsistency is a huge trigger for me.

I am exhausted of pouring effort into people and feeling walls go up.

That's not my problem. My own pain is not anyone's problem.

I just wanted to exist and be my loving, giving self.

But a flower can't open in poor conditions. So when I push people away, it's not because I'm a loser or a freak, it's because I deserve a healthy environment to bloom.