i can't even look in mirrors anymore. when i look at a mirror i just break down. i cant see the person i wish i was in the mirror, all i see is a monster. has anyone else been feeling this shitty lately? it's to the point where i want to get up and do shit but i can't even get myself to wake up in the morning. i just want to feel happy for once without everyone telling me to kms. i feel like i'm in a prison to the pain. i just wanna feel alright. maybe i was never made for this life but who knows. like i wake up and i don't even wanna clean my room anymore. i just avoid everyone around me bc i don't want to feel like i'm the problem to them when i know for a damn fact that i'm a burden to everyone. i keep fighting every goddamn day for the same shit. wake up. cry. apologize. skip breakfast. avoid everyone and everything. cry. wish i wasn't alone. cry until i cant cry anymore. wish i was dead. hate myself. end up laying in bed exhausted. hate myself for being this way. cry myself to sleep. at this point hope is lost for me. i know hope can be found but it's hard man. i miss them. sometimes i be looking around for them like they're there but i don't see them. i call their phones but that shit just fucking ring on me man. i cant except that theyre gone. cant except that shit man. i don't wanna be this way but it's so damn hard man. i can't even hear my heart beating anymore. it's so fucking hard to cry now. my eyes hurt. my head hurts. my chest hurts. i swear man i swear on my fucking life i wish i was better. i havent really been feeling like myself lately. i just don't do anything and waste my time. i just don't bring myself to accomplish anything i wanted to. idk if i'm depressed or just dying but shit man. i'm tired of being happy with people. i just wished that they were still here. the others made them leave. IT FUCKING HURTS SO BAD.
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i want to die.
and i'm so fucking hungry...
please help me
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Non-Fictionmostly just like shower thoughts or venting stuff. I am very mentally unstable and not well so if you relate to this, please don't do what i do in some of these things. some are rants and some are deeper than you think. some are quotes and others ar...
