Hypothetically speaking, I'm not a stable person ...
And no, I do not know exactly what I mean by 'stable', maybe it's because of my quick change of mood, because of the way my thoughts vary or because of how weak and fragile I am and what I usually try to hide.
It is not that I am too fragile to receive a look so expressive that it breaks my soul and I imagined a thousand and one reasons to not deserve being close to that person. It is not as if not to receive the support of a person I was to fall apart, not that I think badly about me for not being enough for someone, less think about ending my life for the simple fact of not being what those people expect me to be, it's not that it hurts me to live day by day as a failure, it's not that the words they say hurt me, it's not that I can not stand looking at those who hurt me because I can not understand them, it's not that my skin bites because it is not enough for anyone.