Stories I made up

Alone

Tw/// really heavy topics such as unstable thoughts, please don't read if your not in a good mindset 💙 if you wish to you can vent in the comments :] remember your loved and to drink water

How could somebody be so alone yet be surrounded by so many at once? Because their not really there, they are stuck in their mind and body. Their voices aching to be heard, yet nobody comes. It's all because they can't hear them. Their to busy in their crowds to see the one that went silent.

What does this mean for the silent person? Well their alone. There's nothing more to it. Sure they might have friends or family members but those people have blocked their issues and pretend nothings wrong with them.

It's understandable, especially because issues are such a burden on everyone but it just leaves the poor person alone to suffer in that silence. Maybe everybody did get tired of their cries for help. Again, understandable mental health gets rough but then that person has nobody left and starts shriveling into their own thoughts and they start to consume the mind until there's nothing left of that person.

That person isn't person anymore. Their joy, personality, body, it's gone. It got to hard for them to continue to keep going.

They tried so hard to keep others happy and being there for them but who was there for them? Somebody at one point but perhaps that person left as-well after they got what they wanted.

Maybe the staring and laughs got to much for that person. Maybe the name calling really got to them or the small jokes about their looks or personality got to them.

Everything bothered them, they felt attacked everywhere they went. From the smallest of looks to the sentences it added up into this persons already filled mind.

The anxiety, depression, trauma, etc it got to much. It felt like drowning and just holding your hand up above the surface waiting for somebody to help but nobody held on.

Maybe this was just the way it had to be. Maybe this person already served their purpose to people and it was their time to give up with getting better.

They were so use to everyone leaving eventually that they just ended up not caring about keeping friends to long; they would serve their purpose and then when the others wanted to leave they didn't stop them.

People say you can't love others if you can't love yourself and I don't think that's true, because this person loved. They loved so much and wanted everyone to be happy and did whatever it took to keep smiles on people's faces. Whether it was their mother, friends, family, teachers, peers. They did what it took to make people feel loved and worth everything even if it took everything from them.

They did everything to see the world as beautiful. Even through all the cruel things they went through or saw they never gave up hope that this earth could be so beautiful. They took pictures of everything that was beautiful. The trees, sunsets, stars, grass, flowers, bugs, animals. It was everything.

The world called them ugly, while they called the world beautiful.

That person is me.

And she did eventually heal, but she's still stuck in her mind some days.

And that's just what mental health is. You become stuck but you can be free one day.

-Author Note-

Kinda a vent I suppose but I honestly write feelings through words so this was a good way to get some pent up anxiety gone :]

Anyways please remember you are loved and worth everything, the moon the stars and sun, the grass trees and flowers. They would all miss you if you were gone. Stay strong and keep fighting!