I'm such a hypocrite
I tell others to get help, but don't actually get myself help
I help others work through their problems while actively denying help for mine
I validate others feelings and reassure them, yet I invalidate my own and talk down on myself
I expect people to know my problems and at least try to help me without me asking
But I know they can't know anything is wrong unless I tell them
I'm so fucking stubborn that I won't admit my problems and seek help
Isn't that funny?
I advertise mental health awareness and self love
Yet I am a vessel of self hatred and negativity
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Late Night Overthinking
PoésieA collective of poems I've written, generally late at night, to help organize my thoughts and just generally cope with things in life.
