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Dungeon
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I can’t feel anything anymore.
I’m out of options.
I can sleep 12+ hours and I wake up feeling worse than I did before I went to to bed. Its gotten a lot worse these past few months. At this point I try to stay up as long as I can because I don’t want to sleep anymore. I pills don’t help me with the rest it only make me fall asleep faster. I feel dead. I want to die so I can get some real sleep.
I can’t stand being alive, I fucking hate it. I hate my family, I hate living in this house, I can’t even look at myself in the mirror without the thought of ending my useless self. When I wake up I’m in pain and even if I was able to fall asleep I get zero rest. Nothing gives me any sense of release. Cutting, drinking, smoking all make me feel worse. I’m so fucking alone. My room feels like a prison but its my only safe place. Only reason I haven’t tried offing myself again is because I know my dad would probably kill himself […]
I’m so tired , but sleeping makes me feel worse. Why do I even continue, I have nothing worth living for and even if I did , I’d still wouldn’t be able to do anything. I want to leave this prison I’ve made but I can’t, nor do I have anywhere to go. I feel so cold and hollow and tomorrow I’ll feel the same.
Everyday is the same. I can’t sleep, I sit in bed trying to remember why I even do this anymore. When I get up I’m in pain and I shut myself in this little prison I’ve made of my room. I’m truly alone, I don’t exist to anyone.
When no one is home sometimes I’ll stare out my front windows and wonder what it’s like being those people that walk around with friends without having to worry about panic attacks or breakdowns. I’ve tried an extensive amount of medications and none of them help, they usually give me bad side effects too.
I can’t afford a therapist […]
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