Anxiety is not rude. Depression is not selfish. Schizophrenia is not wrong. Eating disorders are not a choice. Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder is not crazy. Mental illness isn’t self-centred, anymore than cancer is self-centred. It’s a medical illness.
I’m trying really hard not to let my past experiences with guys ruin my present or future experiences with guys. It’s really fucking hard. I feel damaged by how badly I’ve been hurt in the past.