Evidenced by not being seen as an individual in others.
Evidenced by being placed aside, a priority of the most high that does not include me.
The safety of being alone prevents the love I was taught that only brings hurt and fraught.
I am told love is unconditional, irrational, and all consuming.
If this is true then I have never been loved.
Love is a made up story of a feeling, or a plight in life one can hope for.
A false hope that will never be true.
Why do I want to be fought for, why does it matter that someone think I am worth their time and emotion and sacrifice?
Why does it matter?
It has never existed for me.
Relationships are the greatest scheme we sell ourselves on, only to lose our souls and energy to the falsity of its plume.
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