I am either not enough or to much and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be. I hate being me, but I also know I like the person iam because iam good. Alot of other people don’t see that… They don’t understand. I don’t want to fight myself anymore. I want to be out in the ocean, stranded, contemplating my life because these days it just seems like to much. I feel like iam drowning but my lungs just won’t collapse under the weight of the water. I’m left stuck gasping for air, and my head is already above water. I don’t wanna live this life anymore.
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You mentioned pills before maybe they have blocked your ability to cry
you are good. even if other people fail to see it, don’t care about what they think.
life is a battle. a long, long fight against yourself. you can’t give up yet.
there are people, out there who’s life is as bad as it can get. i’ve seen a woman, legless, had to take the bus to go hours away from home to beg for money, to feed her 5 kids after her husband left her.
she walked on her hands. no one even looks at her. yet, those people are craving life and are clinging to it so much.
if the weakeast man, is still out there, fighting, struggling, not giving up, how can you give up?
Beaches are nice…
So do you mean you likw yourself but hate your status in it, and that’s the paradox?
I can understand that, I’m like that too.