I think what hurts the most is that I don’t feel anything anymore. I can’t cry, I can’t scream in anger. I just feel so numb.
I cut deeper and deeper each time but I still don’t feel anything, the sting of the blade is a blessing.
I drink too much, to try to forget, or remember I can’t even tell the difference anymore. There is no concept of time, just a blur of blood and wine.
Sometimes I wish they could see what was happening to me.
It’s like drowning, but I can see everyone else breathing fine.
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I understand everything of what you just said.
Its like the body shuts down when it has too much to bear; goes its own way quietly, waiting for a better time, leaving you numb and feeling half alive.
Each passing day is just a waste of effort and emotion and all I really want is to be put in my own world, my own universe, so I don’t have to have so much stress and so many people leaning on me.
I don’t have any advice considering I feel the same and cant make any decision, so all I say is Good luck for the future