nobody actually understands my sadness. i hate it honestly. but then again, they haven’t been through what i’ve been through so of course they wouldn’t understand.
another thought: would things actually be better if i jumped off a ledge? if i drowned myself? i would think so. but then again, when my aunt died, which was earlier this year, i kept having dreams of her being in pain knowing that she’s dead. what if i’m the same way when i die? then committing suicide would be completely useless. am i going crazy? i feel like i am. maybe i’m living in a nightmare.
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You are not going crazy, and I totally understand this. Sometimes we make up things in our head, that are true to us. No one can tell us otherwise. I used to believe that the stars were family’s. That the ones that moved, were looking for their family. Stupid, I know. But I get it. Its true to you