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I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do.
Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus
About the last thought, i am really trying. At this point this is gonna be my diary and I suppose nobody's going to read any of these stupid thoughts. But you know how hard it is to wake up with anxiety? Wake up and know that everything is the same fuckin shit?
It feels weird and depressing but maybe I need to write these things. Maybe I need to scream in words how I feel. Maybe that's the way to calm my mind for doing something terrible
Do you ever feel like everyone is doing so much and you are doing nothing? Like I'm not saying that I'm not trying but damn. That people are the same age as me and they're doing so much more and I can barely do one thing at a time.
It's exhausting.
Yeah, I think too much
Yes, I feel too much
Yes, I complicate things too much
Then what? Is that the reason why I don't deserve to be loved? That "nobody will stand me with that behaviour"
I'm so sick thinking what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me?
So I'm reading "All the places we kept in secret" by Inma Rubiales and there's a part where it's explained the title or the sense of the book. It's about these little things we have in life, these precious moments you keep for yourself (or you share with someone) that make it your own secret. Like in one specific wall you'd kissed for the first time. Or in that exact place someone breaks your heart. Places keep secrets, keep moments for everyone. And I've been thinking about that because, most of the time, I don't appreciate the little things or the moments I spend with those I love. And maybe I should, maybe I would be more happy. So I'm gonna write my list of all the places I kept in secret.
