Ok but what you said was the same thing I JUST SAID, only overexplained.
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Ok but what you said was the same thing I JUST SAID, only overexplained.
"No one wants to hear you cry about the greif inside your bones."
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What do you do to feel like yourself again?
I haven't felt like me in a while.
Maybe I need to be taking more time for myself. Not the kind of "time for myself" where I just sit on the couch for 13 hours and then cry myself to sleep without my partner hearing, but the kind of "time for myself" where I just drive with all the windows down. Without a destination in mind. Maybe take hwy 4. Maybe stop at the wildlife sanctuary. Maybe smoke a blunt on the way. Like im 19 again.
I dont think im ok.
Panic attacks are almost an everyday occurrence.
Every day cant be a bad day.. Can it?
These days I cry a lot more. I'm getting decent at hiding it I think.
Small things set me off. I get angry easily.
My anxiety makes me mean and defensive.
Incredibly easy tasks are daunting and fill me with dread. Do I hate my job because I'm depressed or am I depressed because I hate my job?
Do I actually hate my job? Is my job the problem?
What is the problem? What is the fucking problem?
I just want to be happy. To feel normal.
I know you’re tired bitch but keep fucking going
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Me: *passes a blunt to the demon in my house* AHAAA gotcha bitch , that was laced with sage get the fuck out my house
I don't need to be scolded. I'm just a fuck up.
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Sometimes,
I miss my angst. It's almost as if it was my only inspiration. Now, as I sit and bask in the glow of my now happy life, I feel deflated. Haven't drawn in months. Haven't created in over a year. And the question runs across my mind, "is this really happy?"