It’s never too late.
beautifully_broken
beautifully_broken
I'm seventeen. Life is hard. Sometimes, I don't care anymore. About anything. Sometimes, I don't feel. Nothing. And one day, I fear that I won't fear death anymore...
You probably opened this, thinking it was me being done with life, but it’s the exact opposite. I’m done with feeling this way. It’s a choice, I believe. I’m not going to let lies from other people define who I am. I AM BEAUTIFUL. and I WAS CREATED FOR A REASON. Sure, I am broken. Who isn’t? But, we’re all beautifully broken. And I’m embracing that. I’m going to live so I can change the world for someone else. I’m going to live so I can help someone who felt the way I did just hours ago. I’m going to love people the way I’ve […]
I really don’t.
It just feels like life is getting too hard.
It’s too hard to please other people.
It’s too hard to please myself.
I can’t do anything right.
No one wants me here.
It’s like they hate me.
And I can’t say I blame them.
I hate me too.
I would always turn my feelings off when I hit this point.
But now that doesn’t work.
Burning doesn’t work.
Nothing does.
But I don’t want to quit.
I’m still here. Somewhere.
Right?
Some days are great. I go through the day without thinking about it. Then, reality hits. Suicide.
I had always been one of those “happy-go-lucky” people on the outside. I was the joker that people hung around to get a good laugh. But within the past month, I was hit with the thought of death, and how the world might be without me.
Sometimes, it’s like I don’t care about anything, anymore. Sometimes, it’s like I don’t feel anything anymore. And the worst feeling in the world… is not feeling anything anymore. Doesn’t make sense? Welcome to my life. Hopelessness.
My biggest fear…. is that one […]