From June 10th, 2022
Sometimes I wonder if I will be remembered when I die. I feel like I'm not worthy of being remembered. I've done so much I regret and can't take back. I traumatized people, including my own self. And for what? To show them how awful I can be? I don't like that. I feel like I would be doing the whole world a favor if I just stopped existing. I've hurt people I love. I've screwed up my life beyond repair, forever physically disabled. I honestly don't even know why I am still in college when I feel like I won't be able to work in my career field. I'm in college for Web and Digital Media, so it's a desk job, not really physically demanding. That's not the problem. The problem is my mental health. I get way too overwhelmed and I just completely shut down and feel like I'm not capable of handling the stress that comes with working. I really want to give up everything and just fade into non-existence. I feel like I'm just that terrible of a person. And I feel like even if I try to keep myself alive, it will only all be in vain because I'll die before I get a chance to shine anyway. I feel like I just really need to just stop living to avoid hurting more people with my toxicity.
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The Secrets Written In My Scars
SachbücherBasically my life. Some triggering topics included; such as mental illnesses, suicide, self-harm, and abuse. Read at your own risk. Topics in multiple formats; such as journal entries, poetry, letters to people who will never read them, letters to m...
