I thought I made it out, but I keep coming back. I am at a different place in my life. It is getting better I think, but it’s also getting worse. Everytime I think I can move on, I come back here again. New problems keep coming and old problems come to haunt me. I think I won’t have to feel this way again, and then I still do. Nothing actually changed.
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Sometimes the sadness doesn’t stop coming back, we just get different tools to fight it. I hope you can find people and things in life to help you get through this down.
I’ve only ever had one real problem and it’s been plaguing me my whole life long – I never could quite figure out how I would end my life. I was on a schedule and I was supposed to be dead already , 7 years ago.