Sacred Haven of Debauchery

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Draccoshka

I'll write here.
A long, long tail of utterly shattered psyche, self-hatred, vulnerability, zero self-esteem, egocentrism, and other problems has been trailing behind me. Many factors are mixed up in the process — why beat around the bush, among them was HeroesWorld with its mafia games, the politics thread, the peculiar manner of communication of some people (I don't hold it against them and I'm not angry at them for it, but it slowly frayed my nerves regardless of my attitude), some rather strong disagreements, and other nonsense.

On one hand, I sincerely want to offer support. But on the other hand, I understand that words usually don't help at all. Unfortunately, assholes have always existed and always will.
They usually have a knack for determining someone's degree of vulnerability and sniffing out weakness. And they exploit it with great pleasure. A vulnerable and insecure person is an excellent target for dumping filth. If someone treats you like scum, it doesn't mean you're a bad or wrong person. It says nothing about you at all.

Что такое осень - это небо
Плачущее небо под ногами

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