Specifically, I'm afraid of their judgements, words, and accusations.
I try to be nice and play along even when their judgements hurt me.
I try to look past through them but when thrown with it everyday I'll start to believe that they are real.
Sometimes I will brave myself to utter some words to defend what is left of me.
Or sometimes I slide in a few jokes to tell them that it's not okay to say that to me.
But I guess they look past that too, because they did it again today.
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