Sometime in the past 6 years, I found myself. I still know who I am… but I can’t be who I want to be. No, not because of peer pressure and whatnot. I genuinely have this sickness thats preventing me from doing the things I love and being the person I am.
There should be no walls, no obstacles to stop me. I have my supportive parents. I have a warm home. I basically have most things I ask for. So why do I still sit here and want to be gone? Not dead, but gone. And if dead is the only way to be […]