what doesn’t kill you sits on your chest at night and devours your whole existence

Kiana Khansmith
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what doesn’t kill you sits on your chest at night and devours your whole existence
I'm an idiot.
Christa Wolf, from her novel titled "Cassandra," originally published in 1983
I don't want this... I never did...
“I loved you in a way I wished someone would love me.”
— Mahmdou Darwish
the grief of finally accepting nobody is coming to save you
I wonder how beautiful life must be when you don't have trust issues, depression, mood swings, overthinking, paranoia, anxiety, detachment, isolation or fear
Dear diary...
I've been dead for years...
I don't recognize myself at all. Whoever I was before I died isn't here anymore.
i feel so left out. like everyone around me knows how to be a human and i don’t.
“I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.”
— Epiphany
Another empty day... Crying myself to sleep again... It's always the same...
When will it end...?
Dear diary...
I truly have no idea what to do at this point. I'm so lost, and so tired of trying for nothing.
Dear diary...
I don't know how to live. I never learned, and I probably never will.
Dear diary...
I honestly just want to stay in bed all day. The only reason I would walk out would be for self care, but...
I don't even like myself at all, so why bother...?