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Chapter 1 - Prologue

Each time I type something I end up being pissed that it's a waste of time. Who cares in this day in age of others trumatic childhood? After Covid everyone seems to have experienced worse than the next. Constant pissing contests of who's had it worse. I don't have the paitence for it anymore. I have always put others feelings above my own by not talking about things and how if I talk about it who would it affect the most. I am over that, You can't drown so others can swim. I understand I am not a man, but the way I regulate emotions and how I was raised definitely is more masculine than feminine. Without the pick me vibes.

Men still suck but women suck just as much. Ruffled up feathers on both sides? Welcome to equality where both genders caused me extreme amounts of truama wrapped in a decaying green bow. Woo. We all love to advocate for mental illness until you see what it looks like in its purest form. Then its " You always use your mental illness as an excuse". That always makes me chuckle. Mental illness isnt coloring your hair a different color or texting an ex for a quckie. Thought it was common knowledge but whatever. I digress. Everyone is a psychologist using Chat GPT for their info now a days. Pathetic. If you want to read about a crappy childhood and extreme mommy and daddy issues without the lack of accountability continue to read. If not I am not meant for you there are other reads. I never wanted to be anyones cup of tea. I am more of a Dr. Pepper type of person myself.

I am just me. That's it. That's all.

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