"Don't talk, don't trust, don't feel"

You know why it's so weird to "talk about it"? Because everyone else makes it weird. You sit there, you pour your heart out, and then there's that strange awkward pause as they try to reconcile in their minds what just spewed out of your mouth. Then, inevitably, one of two things happens: the pity party, or the fixer upper.

Idk which is worse, to be honest. The people who pity you are annoying, because suddenly, where they thought there was a whole person, normal human being, is now a pitiable broken miserable waif of a thing, worthy only of their "love and tender affection in their time of need". Or they'll say something like, "Oh, um….ummm… *awkward pause*… sorry?" THAT's comforting…It's not like people are even looking for comfort half the time. It's the other person who wanted to freaking know!

And then there are the fixer uppers. Those headstrong and confident souls who think they understand the workings of the world, and want to make everything right within it. They sit there and tell you all the different steps and processes you have to go through, and you're stuck sitting there having to listen to their "kind advice", which is really based on assumptions about your life based on the very little they actually know of it. Then, when the conversation is over, they'll send you on your merry little way, and leave feeling rather trite in their assessment and execution therein, while you are left wondering who let them out of the funny farm and if you should even bother adding their advice to the long list of the same crap you've gotten from everyone else.

I mean, think about it: most of the people you come across, their life sucks in some way, but not usually the same way. How many people can honestly sit there and answer in the affirmative that their dad got knocked off by a man who ran an illegal chop shop? And besides that, how many people can say they have 5 parents on top of that, and 9 siblings, and explain WHY without having a breakdown?  And that's just MY story...

Want to know why it's weird to talk about it? Because other people DON'T GET IT, and they never really will. The shrinks ought to think of that when they wonder why kids clam up when asked about all their dirty little secrets...