i just don’t know what’s wrong with me.
i don’t want to let my friends know i’m struggling again. i’m tired of talking, i can’t cry anymore. i can’t feel anymore. i feel like all of what i’m doing is pointless, i don’t know what i’m doing with my life anymore. a really important dream was crushed for me in the beginning of this week and i don’t feel like trying again. i’ve already been branded a failure once, i don’t know if i can do it again.
i can’t tell anyone this. i live inside my head and just keep everything in. everyone thinks i’m better and i’m not, i’m far from it. it’ll just come off as senseless whining and bitching. life isn’t that bad, my life isn’t that bad. i shouldn’t vocalize any of this.
i should just be made to suffer in silence.
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Yeah how bad ur life is, is really just ur thought. Material stuff and even friends don’t make a life happy unless u can be happy from them. I guess I used to be whinny now that I think about it, because I never wanted to make people worry about the big problems in my life, but i still wanted to get sympathy so I let everyone know able the small stuff that happened to me recently instead of the hell that is the big picture