I think that very soon I won’t feel anymore pain.
I feel as though my life is coming to halt. Whenever I move forward I cannot breathe. When I stay still, I feel myself fading away. Nothing seems to work anymore.
I’m just so tired of existing. My mind doesn’t leave me alone. The prescription medication doesn’t work. Alcohol and weed is no longer clearing my mind. I can’t handle this. It’s so hard.
These thoughts are way worse then they were when I was younger.
I need to push forward somehow. I know I can overcome this but man it’s so much easier said then done.
make her feel safe. the kind of safe she knows she couldn’t be safer in any other arms than yours.
My mental state is: If you give me a long hug I might start crying.
I found you, and then I lost you.