In January I'll just be 23
Sometimes I catch myself. I think about how crazy I may sound or think and I know, I see the glances I get. Like look at this awkward adult. Adult. I have good friends and family willing to sit and listen for hours to me talk and rant about the delusions in my head. They tell me I matter, and my feelings are valid and I feel better, I really do. But why am I not happy? I'm not. I haven't been for years and I am so sick of it. I thought it was my friends so i got new ones, i thought it was my boyfriends and the guys who i go after so ive stayed single. I thought it was my job so I got a new one, and a new one, and another one. I don't understand. I wont understand it? I dont know, i think im tired, i truely am, im tired of myself. My brain, this country, my lack of femininity but constant desire for it. I dont know i dont know, someone please, I want a new body, a new face, a new personality, and in all honesty i dont completely hate myself, I'm just disgusted that this is how people see me, it. I wish people liked me. Which is so crazy to say, because I have people who love me, and would fight for me. Why do I want to be liked so badly, i see the way people look at me and it makes me want to cry, like what did I do to you?other than just existing? right.. I don't know, maybe it's just me as a whole. Like I know I have faults but why was I given so many? I truly don't see how anyone could ever be in love with me, isn't that sad. It's sad that I don't fully know who I am, and I don't even have a clue. I see women and I feel this incredibly desperate jealousy, they know exactly who they are, like what?how? Who? In all honesty the reason I haven't ended this disgusting excuse of a life is because I'm so scared of what people would think of me afterwards, isn't that sad, and frankly selfish. Dont worry, im too tired to kill myself, seems like alot to go through mentallly and i think ive been through enough already. I am loved, and I am liked, but I just want that kind of love from everyone I like. isnt that so stupid and dumb and fucking pathetic? I don't care what you say it is. It is, I'm stuck, and I don't know what to do anymore. I was doing good for a few days but isn't that always the case, I'll be fine for a week maybe two and then i began to spiral. Happy episodes, thats what i have happy episodes because i am always fucking sad, always, no matter who im with, or what im doing i cant shake the feeling that i just absolutely hate myself, i lied earlier i do hate myself. I do. Please, just stop.


















