Dear Friends,
I'm sorry that I'm always the one that stops talking first. I don't know why but I seem to push away everyone that could ever possibly care about me. I feel like I'm not good enough and that you deserve better. The worst part is, I know I'm pushing everyone away. I know I'm the reason I feel so alone. But I can't help it. I am so overwhelmed by sadness and self-loathing and the urge to just collapse in the middle of my floor and never get up. And I know you're trying to help but I keep telling you no over and over and over again until you give up. I can't stand myself. And I'm trying so hard to pull myself together. I don't want to accept your help because then it feels as though I have failed myself, that I'm as weak as I think I am. Maybe more.
So I would just like to say this: I'm just so fucking sorry for being difficult. I thought that since I got myself into this mess, that I could bring myself out of it. Just please don't give up on me, I know that's asking a lot. But I'm trying, I swear I'm trying.
YOU ARE READING
Letters From Silence
RandomA collection of letters for everything I've ever wanted to say to someone but I don't have the strength/courage to say it to their face. I've got bite marks on my tongue from all things I've never said.
