I don't know what I am doing with my life.

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I don't know what I am doing with my life.
Dear diary...
I always feel the need to apologize for being around people.
I just feel so disgusting and annoying all the time...
I can feel the emptiness inside of me.
Dear diary...
I truly have no idea what to do at this point. I'm so lost, and so tired of trying for nothing.
I would say today has been a bad day.
But that's been every day for quite a while now.
I'm proud of you for making it this far.
Dear diary...
I am not okay.
But I always have to pretend I am. And it's exhausting.
I don't know how much longer I can do this.
It's remarkable, the way people will always find a way to disappoint you. Especially the ones you love the most.
Feeling like you're too much is honestly one of the worst feelings to possibly exist. It just feels like you need to stop being yourself and existing all together. It's like you crawl out of your own skin and laugh in disgust at what remains, it's pathetic. And so saddening.
Do people understand that when you say “I’m tired” it doesn’t mean “I didn’t get enough sleep last night” or “I need more physical energy”?
It means I am drained. I have been fighting through each day just to wake up and do it again. I am tired of existing in a world where everything feels like a struggle and nothing feels right. I am tired of fighting negative thoughts. I am tired of waking up.
Maybe I always end up being too much because I never feel like I'm enough
I'm always either too much to handle for people or not enough to make them stay. But never just right. And I don't know how that is even possible because one would think that at some point I would be just right for a person, but somehow I always manage to be not enough or too much.
I cried again today, on our song playing. I hope one day this song will fade away