Why is it that when ever things start to go right, everything starts to fall apart? I'm in love with someone, but my life is a mess.
I want to be happy, but he is one of my only sources of happiness. When I'm alone my demons tell me that I'm not good enough for him. I believe them, but I plan to treasure the time I have with him.
My demons leave me alone when I'm with him. They tear me down and make me second guess my worth. It can get so bad that I don't even go to school because I'm afraid of breaking down and having people worrying about me.
I wish I could be happy with myself and that I could ignore myself demons but when I try to they just get louder and harsher. They just don't ever give up on tearing me down. They want me to end it all, but to many people will get hurt in the process so I can't end it even if I wanted to.
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RastgeleThis is just some random stuff that came into my mind that I think others can relate to.