Once you’ve seen the dark side, there’s no way back. You might turn back to the good side, and you’ll seem happy but it’s only a matter of time before the dark side claims you back
Again and again

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Once you’ve seen the dark side, there’s no way back. You might turn back to the good side, and you’ll seem happy but it’s only a matter of time before the dark side claims you back
Again and again
Now I’m empty. I have nothing to give to anyone. Except for talking about my pain. And since I realize that’s toxic, I’ve simply isolated.
100%
I’m jealous of those who can function like a normal human being. They don’t have anxiety holding them back from everything, they don’t struggle to get out of bed or have to put on an act that everything is fine when its not. They don’t struggle to hold friendships and relationships… they don’t feel sad for no fucking reason everyday. Those that can hold jobs and work towards their dreams, the ones who have self esteem and see the beauty in themselves. Those that know what its like to feel safe and secure, not insecure and fearful of it all.
“I think I love people so much that they forget I need to be loved too. It’s alright, though. It’s been so long since I’ve felt cared for. By now, I have already forgotten what that feels like.”
— And you can’t miss what you can’t remember.
“because who wants a girl that could disappear at any moment. thats sad most of the time and empty the rest. who has a hard time connecting and trusting and opening up and doesn’t really know why. who would want to be around someone like that?”
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Listening to depressed music at 4 am just to get into that satisfying sad mood when you’re numb.
Sometimes the pain isn’t telling you to go back, it’s telling you to never let someone hurt you like that again.
So here I am, stuck. Stuck between being afraid to love you and wanting to love you. You are the first person I’ve ever felt this way about and I know this is going to ruin me.
I can’t stop falling for you.
I feel like I'm falling back to my old bad habits and I can't do anything against it.
Does anyone else just not feel.. real? Like I can’t imagine people thinking about me or talking about me. I look in the mirror and I don’t recognize myself. I don’t even know who the fuck I am.
I’m a background character in everyone’s life. I’m not important to anyone. I don’t even matter.
How You Know it’s Getting Bad Again
- I get angry over EVERYTHING. No matter how small or “not a big deal” something is, I will blow up and act like it’s the biggest thing in the world.
- I stop responding to messages.
- I will stare off into space for a long period of time and not seem mentally there.
- I will stop smiling and laughing as often.
- I tend to be really emotional and cry over the smallest things.
- I will sleep a lot.
- I will forget to eat or not have an appetite at all.
- I will stop showering as often as I use to and wear the same clothes over and over again.
- I won’t wear makeup like I use to everyday and I won’t care what I physically look like in public anymore.
- I won’t do the things that use to make me happy aka reading, writing, playing video games, socializing with friends, etc.
- I won’t have any energy to do school work even though I really need to do it.
- I become really quiet
I’m sorry, I try to be okay but sometimes it takes over and I can’t help but let it take control once again.