Do any of you fight? Fight anxiety? Fight the late night thrashes? Fight the any time thrashes? Fight dragging your nails across your skin? Fight the thoughts of suicide? Fight those voices that tell you you’re worthless? Or do you let it sink in…
Deep, deep down…
Down where even your soul believes you’re worthless. That you’re not fit for this world. That you’re just full of bull shit. That you’re so sick and twisted, that there is no point.
Some of you have been fighting. Fighting until you’re beautiful little mind can’t even breathe anymore. It’s clustered. It’s tired. It just want to quit even though it’s been fighting this long.
I can’t fight anymore. I let the anxiety rush in. I snap at people I love. I scratch at my skin as if I was a drug addict. I thrash in mental pain. I push everyone away from me. I am alone, and I need help.
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I used to. Now I gave up to the negativity.
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yes every day I wake up and ask myself that what should I do to be a useful person to feel good so I find that I have no answer no reason nothing and I search and search until night and again tomorrow and…..
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