I don't wish to be born into a better life, rather I wish to not have been born at all.
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I don't wish to be born into a better life, rather I wish to not have been born at all.
"I recently opened up to my family about being diagnosed, thinking maybe they'd understand why I am the way I am, just a little at least. All I got was a banger one-word reply, "bullshit". I'll admit, I wasn't expecting anything from them, but neither was I expecting that reaction. I laughed at the absurdity of it all, and the child in me cried in pain, all whilst I continued to mock him for having hope at all. You know something definitely broke in you when you're both laughing and crying. One word. That's all it took for them to destroy the pieces I worked so hard to heal."
- anonymous
It affected me more than I would've liked.
How foolish of me to reveal my heart, in front of a starving wolf.
I wish you would apologise, for all the hurt you have caused. I'm not hoping for it. I know it is impossible. I know you will never. That is why, it remains a wish.
Is the world cruel, or only to me?
It takes forever for me to heal, but it took seconds for you to destroy it all.
I keep lying to myself that it'll be okay in hopes that some day I'll believe it.
Do you know what it's like to wish for death everyday?
You were all I had.
Does it get easier?..
I am envious of it all. I am envious of the child, who held her mother's hand in the mall. I am envious of the boy, whose dad bought him ice cream. I am envious of the families, just hanging out and having fun. I am envious because I know... I will never be like them. And that's one of the many things, you have stolen from me in life.
I wish for you to embrace me. I wish to lean on your shoulder and cry out the bottled hurt. Alas, life placed weights on them, and I fear if I lean too much, you would topple just as I did.
I'm going through a hard time, and everyone knows about it. But there's nothing they can do to make it any easier. Unfortunately.
No matter where I go, I will never escape it. The damage has been done, so I could only carry it with me.
As much as I am blessed in these sufferings, I still hoped I never needed the dark to see the light.
Do you know what living in the dark does to you?
You start to doubt.
Whether that is a light coming through,
or you just grew accustomed to the dark.