I’m stuck. In my head. I can’t
I don’t
Help me
My words are choking me
I want to get out
I’m afraid and hurt and so fucking angry
and I don’t know why
I don’t want to hurt them anymore
Every time I bleed, they cry. When I drink, they scream.
Am I hurting them by trying to help myself?
Is what I do wrong? I can’t deal with anything and the things that help me cope bring so much pain to those around me.
Should I suffer to save them from myself?
Who will save me?
Am I even worth it?
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My father use to be a f… an alcoholic and how must every day he realy torture who was around.
If thats your case… please get healp even this help don´t cure your soul
No one deserve this inda life, never!
If it´s a some other kind of drug addiction try slow-down ok.
Regards
“Self medicate…Maybe it seems so strange, but we don’t even stress at all
‘Cause we’ve got poisons in our lungs…Does it even make a difference? When I’m sober, I feel pain…”
I do drink a lot, and sometimes use other substances. I try to distance myself from others when I start to go off the handle a bit, but I never physically hurt anyone. I know I can be quite malicious with my words on occasion, and sometimes I’m ashamed of that, but I don’t physically attack anyone, ever.
I don’t know how else to get through the day. I can’t do it. I just can’t.