It feels like I died and no one told me. As if a cog imploded and I in my sweet ignorance just continued on my merry way. It hurts with and without the medication. There is no relief. How do people even do this. I rally and step forward only to lose the strength to stand. Am I someone’s idea of amusement, perhaps? A failed experiment of some kind, decaying ever so slightly. Nothing a little spit won’t fix. I’m tired. So tired now. Have I paid my dues yet? I’ve lived enough. Let it end… Please.
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Merry Way
‘Oh, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you.’
‘In the grander scheme of things, you are really insignificant.’
‘You’re too young.’
‘How can you expect anyone to care for you, to love you, if you don’t love yourself?’
‘We’ve spent this much money on you, the least you can do is pay us back.’
Yeah. Okay. I comprehend that. I don’t stop thinking about them for a moment.
But I’m 19 years old and I am tired. I am tired of clawing my way through classes, I am tired of not being able to look anyone in the eye because I’m afraid of them, I am tired of not wanting to […]