There it is, that sinking feeling I always dread. It comes late at night when no one is around. Am I causing it? What causes anxiety and overthinking? We all think, we all analyse so why do some people do it way more than necessary?
I'm what some people call a "people pleaser", I tend to bend over backwards to make sure everyone has a great time before I do, that's the way it is and has always been. But will it forever be that way? Will I find someone that would do the same for me?
"You're too nice", I have heard. How is one "too nice", is there a limit of kindness? A limit that separates a sane person with some kindness from a complete lunatic? Am I crazy? Crazy for having thoughts that wouldn't matter in the morning, one that would go away by day and come back as the moon becomes present in the sky. That sinking feeling, i have it but i'm so familiar with it. It's there, breaking down every last part of you, but somehow you push through it but it keeps on coming back, time and time again. It's a feeling that feels like it will never stop.
It's like a part of me now, I don't know when it stops or when it begins. It's like a ticking time bomb, I'm just waiting for it to burst, I can only "keep my shit together" for so long. I can be fine one day and completely broken down the next. The sinking feeling gets stronger at night
The sinking feeling gets stronger for every time it comes back, when will it end, how will it end?
Is there someone in space right now, looking down on us? What's their perception of time?
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RandomHello, this is just a look into my diary, my thoughts and my feelings. A slight trigger warning, the content of this book/story/ look into my mind may some readers find disturbing. If you have any questions, comments or concerns regarding the men...
