I'm sad most of the time and I can't be. If I could freely mope around and not get out of bed without the judgement...
Am I suffering enough to warrant being like this?
I hate this life. I don't want to be the outsider looking in. I don't want to be the supporting character for everyone else. Why can't I matter too?
How can I be mad at people that have nothing to do with these decisions? I have so much resentment because I viewed myself as an equal and I don't even get that treatment from a place I gave years.
I don't want to sit there watching everyone around me live. I don't want to be in a world that doesn't allow me to live like everyone else. I hold back so much because it's only unfair to me.
Is it unfair to the normals? No. Part of me wishes that they would have my back in some way and help so I wouldn't be so isolated and alone. But why would they care when it's just my life? It has no affect on them. I just get pity looks and responses.
How am I going to explain this? I am drained.
All of the things that I was holding onto will not happen to me.
I don't want to accept this. I can't break away no matter what I do. This is inevitable and it makes me want to die.
Why did I give myself so much hope?
i used to have reasons to live for but eventually those will run out too. and there will be nothing left