There is no space in humanity for the consequences of PTSD/cPTSD.

We are allowed to be abused, expected to forget and shunned for doing our best.

I don't care anymore. Fuck humanity.

I want to be alone. Where I don't have to look at anyone's judging eyes or feel their put-off energy.

I didn't ask for this life or this body, and if I'm to be punished and outted for doing my absolute best, fuck it.

I'm glad for them that they don't understand, and I will make sure their exposure to me is minimal for both our sakes. But they're wrong. I'm worth knowing. I'm worth effort. I will do those things for myself.

Alone would not have been my choice, but it's my only place. Peace.