I got another huge step done and I should be happy and proud. And im trying. But lately i’ve been made fun of way too much I fucking hate how worthless its made me feel.
I’ve been wandering though this haze for months now. I’ve had this horrible black pit in my chest for longer than I can remember that my days just blur together like Im daydreaming. I can barely remember anything Ive done in the day unless ive had someone around to keep me rooted.
I wake up and go from being okay to the pit pulling me in full force from even the nicest of dreams. “
Oh yea. im just trash again.”
“Ah thats right. I got made fun of again.”
”Right. I cant say anything or i’ll just be tormented.”
Ive gotten so used to it I cant even remember what its like to have someone genuinely want to hear my day, or the things I get excited about and not be told im too loud or some short uninterested response. I dont even remember what its really like to be treated nicely unless its connected to my looks or body and someone wants something out of me.
I spend months trying to be more positive and improve my attitude, try new things and be happier though life not working out and I just get inevitably told how much of a piece of shit I am for not being better or faster or smarter and I just always ruin everything. any Attempt to be sweet or positive gets annoyed reactions and overpowered by negative moods.
I dont feel like me anymore. Im always sad. Im always holding back crying. I spend nights alone struggling with thoughts of just giving up. Thoughts of what the point is because Im never good enough. Nothing I ever do or try will ever work out. I feel like theres just string holding me up at this point and its close to snapping. A bullet with my name on it is just so much more of a drive than “You’re going to make it. Things will turn out and you’ll smile wholeheartedly again” im nothing but a giant waste of fucking oxygen someone better could be using.
“it’ll get better” feels like a dream. I dont feel like I deserve anyone because Im struggling with school and work and its bullshit. I deserve it as much as anyone.
Im trying so fucking hard. Ive been doing nothing but aiming for the same goal and sacrificing so much for it.
I just want to be happy. I just want to laugh and smile and joke around. I want to be loud and dance. I just want to hold someones hand and tell them stories ive read through the day or hear them tell me of their life and feel safe and cared about. I dont knwo who the person in the mirror is anymore. im so fucking broken down and beaten and I just dont want to be alive anymore.
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