I’m fucking sick of it.
I’m the bad guy. The mean one. The grumpy one. The one that’s always pissed off. The one who’s always rude. The one who’s always distant. But its not by choice. I’ve had to adapt. Adapt to something in my environment that knows no limits. No boundaries. That manipulates everything in its path. So yes, I have my guard up. I’m mean so I’m not bombarded. I’m grumpy so I’m not approachable to be harassed. I’m rude so to force and impose a barrier. This stimulus in my environment is relentless and draining and I am sick of it. I’m so tired of not being able to be myself. Of not being able to be me because this stimulus has a way of turning everyone against me just to pity it. I’m not a bully. And I will not be made to feel bad for setting boundaries for MY body and MY life. I refuse to be sucked into this toxic never ending cycle. I’m fucking done.
