Safe space.

I started this blog with the hope that this will be a safe space, for my rantings on the twitter were not considered very nice. 

They think if I have had a breakup, it implies, everything I have been ranting about is related to that one single event. 

Why is that single event, so important? The only reason I even mentioned it was because people asked me. 

I have always had issues with my friends, this is not something new, I have always had issues with my family, this is nothing new either. 

After breakup, I definitely needed mental health support and safe space - and I looked up to my friends, and I did not get what I had expected. 

The lack of safe space irritated me, made me angry, made me rant further on social media, considering there was no safe space available to rant. 

After my rant, people did approach me, but that doesn't take away my hurt of initial lack of space and long term hurt of people not reaching out in general. Of people constantly ignoring me, of people who just assume that I have friends when I constantly keep coming to them. 

The initial hurt was penned in the previous blog, after I had discussed it with my therapist, it was a means to express my thoughts and feelings in a space which I thought was safe. 

It did offend few people, it did make me look like a whiner to some people, but I will not give up on this safe space because it is inconvenient to people. 

I have friends who have told me that it is my blog, I am allowed to write what I want to. Some have told me how they resonate with it. Some have told me that it was my observations, and even though they had not realised it they still feel the observations were valid. 

I will continue to speak whatever I wish to. In whatever I form I wish to. If you think it is too much, you're free to not read it. I am free to write, you're free to read.