Time to start drinking in the middle of the day again to numb the pain of being a failure at work

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Time to start drinking in the middle of the day again to numb the pain of being a failure at work
She liked to disappear, even when she was in the same room as other people. It was a talent, as it was a curse.
Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden.
I was so alone that every day was like eating my own heart.
Junot Diaz
Too sensitive for this world…
Too hurt, always.
I need to get my head out the clouds. The moment I think I’m “special” is the moment I get my heartbroken. I should’ve just waited to talk.
And not to be sad about someone else’s on top but…it’s sad to feel distance between you and someone you’re fond of. I don’t know if I ever mattered to you but you not choosing me as a friend hurts. I get why. Trust me. It just…sucks.
I always overestimate my place in other people’s life. Am I easy to get over? Is there nothing about me that’s worth holding on to?
I wish you actually cared about me…
I fucked up again talking too much ..
I’m sorry
Im just lonely
I’m so embarrassing…I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
I fucked up again talking too much ..
I’m sorry
Im just lonely
I fucked up again talking too much ..
I screamed in my car because I couldn’t take it. So hard that I can smell the blood in my throat.
I think I’m losing it.
That was yesterday.
Then today I get in trouble at work. Nothing makes me want to kill myself more than that. Disappointing people.
And then only to come home with no one to cry to.
I screamed in my car because I couldn’t take it. So hard that I can smell the blood in my throat.
I think I’m losing it.
He says kind things about me.
I can’t ask for more than that, not from him.
Yeah I…you tried I guess. I probably won’t be vent to you again. Maybe I’m rejection sensitive or something but …it just feels like you got tired of the conversation or something. I don’t know. I thanked you for listening…
Maybe I scared you off or said something wrong.
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
I feel like such a bother anyways maybe this was inevitable.
what an unlovable thing i’ve become.
I romanticized the pain, because it was all I had.