My life feels like a nightmare I can't wake up from.
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My life feels like a nightmare I can't wake up from.
Everyone curses at me. I feel like Iām the villain of the story. But I don't think I can be different. I wish I could. It pisses me off and I HATE myself for it.
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š Oh God, donāt ask me so personal questions⦠š
Thanx everybody for every support you've given me. I haven“t been active for a long time but I guess I will publish more posts at this time. I“m miserable again. Guess I will post some MEMEs because I“m lost and don“t know what to do haha.
I set a new standard.Ā I am so broken that therapy is not suitable for me due to my hypersensitivity.. lol, what about now?
Iām depressed..
Omg hugs and cuddles are amazing! It is the best way to treat mental illness.. at least for me.
Long time no see. I am still alive..Ā unfortunately.
I guess I was too naive when I thought that if I tell people how to treat me, they will treat me that way. I thought it isn't hard. But they still hurt me.
People who donāt cry over minor inconveniences
How does it feel to be gods favorite?
I have so much sadness inside me that I donāt know how to handle it. Crying is not enough.
When I run out of tears, I cry words and wipe them with paper. It turns into a work of art with the imprint of one troubled soul.
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Have you ever had a problem you didn't even know how to deal with? So you're just sitting depressed with your empty emotions and getting absorbed in the problem because you don't know what to do and feel terribly hopeless?
I see that having motherly love is a luxury I can't afford. No one will calm down the crying child inside me.
Sorry, sorry, sorry for being me... I get it. I will never annoy you again. Iām sorry... Iāll leave.