There wasn't anything special yesterday.
Now. Today. I feel cold, alone and just dying once more I feel like I'm losing myself even more so now. I feel like I'm losing everyone. I know I'm blocking everyone who's trying to help but it seems like I'm on a new whole level. Very thing hurts. Everything that made me happy months ago makes me careless. Everything I've strived for seems too hard or I don't care enough. I'm sick of fighting myself but I can't accept myself. I hate who I've become. I hate it everything about me. I'm not like everyone else. I'm the black sheep the outcast. No one understands me no one does because I don't even know me.
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A Million Miles And I'm Now Here
Short StoryMy little "diary" entries about how I honestly feel about my life