The most difficult part of my life is not really knowing who anyone is or was. I don’t know who my friends were/are. I don’t know who my lovers were. I don’t always know who my family is. I don’t know who my therapists were. All of my trust has been eroded. I have been wrong. People I trusted, people I loved, were really backstabbing me the whole time. I wasn’t aware. I wasn’t conscious about it. On the other hand some people I wasn’t as close to helped and defended me. I have been trying to figure out who is who since 2011. I will never figure it out. Because of this I will never live on solid ground. Everything will continue to be up in the air. And I will continue to fly blind. If only you could tell me the truth about my existence. You never will because that was never in the algorithm..in your algorithm.
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