Hurt {Clifford}

I Am a Puppet Of Unworthiness

 

Journal entry 6

I feel like a puppet but my strings are cut and no one is bothering it reattach them, im just flopping around like a dead fish.

I feel like my head is too heavy for my shoulders and it may fall any minute.

My cheeks sting from rubbing them too much to clear the tears.

I feel my eyelids drooping and my lips sagging.

I don't feel worthy of life right now.

I feel alone.

I know I'm not alone but I feel alone.

I feel empty.

Me and Kasandra broke up last week, she told me she had made a mistake of dating me or even talking to me in the first place. She met me at our favorite place and said, "I'm not happy with you anymore. You're so awkward now." She smiled at me, then she said, "I feel like I shouldn't have met you, we're just not meant for each other."

She didn't even hesitate, she just walked out.

I'm so mad at her; I'm so mad at myself.

I can't do this anymore.

I don't feel lonely because of her I feel lonely because make myself feel lonely.

It's so confusing, I know, but it's like I keep telling myself that I'm alone.

I just want someone who understands.

I want to live.