Comments for Secret #2701

I wish i could go out and speak to people, make friends n stuff like that. Maybe if i lived in a big city? There's 8k people living where I live. Most people my age studied in the same schools as me. For personal reasons (trauma), I distanced myself from them. I didn't want to, I didn't mean to. At that time I didn't even know that was happening. When I realized it was already too late, and now I'm afraid of talking to them, or even reaching out on social media. Sometimes I ask myself if they saw what was happening,if they remember me, and if they do remember - do they still think of me as the person I used to be when we were close? I think I was happy that time. Looking from now, I'm sure I was happier than I am right now.
I regret the distance I created, even though it wasn't my fault. I hope one day they will get to know the real me. The one uncovered by the trauma. The one who will tell them that they were, and still are special to me. I miss them.