I don’t trust anyone.

I’m the kind of person who’s always paranoid. I always expect the worst. I always worry something will go wrong, or that people don’t like me, or that they’re lying to me. And when something finally does go wrong, which it’s bound to, I always think it’s my fault. I dislike myself so much, and I have trouble seeing why anyone would want to stick around, so I find reasons to act like I don’t care. I hate it. I wish I could just go through life without holding back because of my fears, I know I’d do better that way. But I can never escape that feeling that I’m going to fail, or that everything that’s important to me will just go away.