Apparently, I'm like a child in an adult's body.
I don't take responsibility well, want to run, and hate myself and others, except a few.
People misinterpret me. I misinterpret them.
I'm also manipulative.
And, impulsive.
I don't mind dangerous situations.
I don't cope well. And, life runs away from me.
I want other people to take care of me.
And, I've been pampered and mistreated.
People see I love my son, but I can't provide for him stability because I can't provide it for myself.
If it's true, am I some monster?
That doesn't deserve any good thing?
Apparently, I don't know how to get better.
Does anyone here see these things in me?
What am supposed to do to be responsible, if so?
Am I just a bad person?