An open letter

You ignorant bitch. You have no compassion. I wish I could make you understand how hurtful it is that you do not care about me enough to educate yourself on mental illness. Instead, you judge me. You believe that I am a master of my thoughts and actions. You believe I have control. You believe that I have a choice. You find me to be pathetic and weak. You believe I make excuses. You believe I am the bitch in our relationship. But who am I to say what you believe? I am projecting my greatest fears onto you. I fear judgement. I fear rejection. And you, my friend, act accordingly. So, you are my greatest enemy. You become everything I hate about myself. You become everything I wish I could be.

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