Miss Read

Coming to some very hard realizations about who I am and how the people around me perceive me to be. It seems many if not most, cannot see me for who I am inside because of their perception of me which they view as harmful to them in some way. Or, as it was put to me earlier, "I become something which takes away from them." That is not ever who I want to be or how I want to be read but, I suppose I am a very odd book that is mysterious and misunderstood. That explains the majority of my life and my relationship failures. The realization of these things, hurts. And that really, really sucks.