Even if you got where you are with certain "problematic" issues in your life as a result of being treated ***horrendously***, it's amazing how little sympathy people can have for you because the consequences of such maltreatment manifest in ways which they don't like - ways which aren't nice, not basically just you being some sweet hard-done-by love whose mental health problems are just:

\- sniffles and sobs

\- feeling down

\- always accepts cuddles

\- cries sweetly on your shoulder 

\- never angry

\- never irrational

\- always listens in spellbound gratitude to everyone and "feels much better" after every little chat

Like, yeah my severe jealousy issues aren't cute, aren't healthy, are "bad", etc... but omfg, give me a fucking break, do you KNOW what got me to this? Because I've been through Hell. I'm lucky to still be alive. Do I really need to be made to feel like shit just because you don't like my problem that I'm desperately fucking trying to heal from? 

It's amazing. When I don't tell people about my severe jealousy issues (and btw, they don't even manifest in outwardly controlling behavior - people just are happy to ASSUME such bullshit), and I just tell them what I've been through, they are FULL of concern and shock and compassion and sympathy and all of this outpouring of sweetness... but if they just know about my jealousy, even if I try to explain how I got where I am, ZERO fucks given, many assumptions made, and just this feeling that I should somehow just get over my entire past and all of this..

It feels weird. 