Idk who to talk to, so I'll just use my blog to vent, as always.
I've been feeling terribly these days, I feel like there's no meaning in doing anything: taking care of myself, pursuing my hobbies, socialize. I Bed rot all day and night, sleep during the morning only, almost paralized in bed (I'm only able to roll on it or go to the bathroom, I can barely eat).
It's so tiring, some days I'm able to finish an artwork, read books on books, feel like a literal god, and then there's entire months like I feel so shitty.
The worst things is my need for selfsabotaging. I'm mean to everyone around me, and I think I'm too mentally ill to deserve my girlfriend. I feel like she deserves someone who's happy, that she doesn't need to take care of, and instead she has me.
I feel so guilty for asking for her company, bc my love is a mega people pleaser, so I never know if she does want to stay with me or she feels like she has to, in order to make me happy.
I need to ask for reassurence, but if i even get any, I feel like I can't trust it. Like if the other person is just,, lying, to make me feel better. The only person I trust is my brother, but last time I told about all of these feelings he kinda got... angry? So at least around him, I wanna act like everything's fine, I don't want to be a burden to him.
I wish there was a reason why I'm so.. scared (?) to even hold a pencil and draw. The fact is, I don't even know. Everything's fine, I have all I could ever wanted. Healthy relationship, lots of good friends (maybe slightly immature but, duh, we're all teens), good relationship with my brother, I am my own self and not his shadow anymore. So what's going on?
Maybe the fact I have not had a good summer in years si fa sentire, now everything's TOO GOOD and my brain is like, "fuck it, ruin it all!!!".
Finally I'm not selling my body for some love, I'm not pursuing poisonous love that was slowly killing me. Maybe I never actually went through all the shit I lived, bc I never wanted to be a burden to anyone, and if I DID talk about it, they just tell me "get over it". They do not understand the unbearable fear he gave me of losing someone I love if I don't check on them costantly.
I think it's time to just post this, or I'll continue on yapping
I just hope my loved ones don't find this account