Time started: 11:10 pm
I'm fine. You're doing great. Don't need to worry. Everything is going to be...just.
Fine.
Yeah that's what I tell myself every time, I start to feel like trash. And it's funny, really. I feel like trash every day. Haha. I find it funny. Do you? Or maybe the bigger question is do you feel like trash. It's okay. Take your time to answer. There is no rush.
I may have a "problem" is what I like to say. You may use a different word. Like "depressed," or like so. But we all have this thing that you just can't get rid of, and it's going to be there and you can't do anything about it because it's eating inside of you and if you try to speak to someone about it comes out as a joke and once you start to realize that you can't get help the thing that thing is laughing at you. AND YOU START SCREAMING FOR HELP INSIDE OF YOU. And so you have to get stronger you need to. But what way is there if you can't get strong in the inside. Well.
You could.
Always.
Get strong.
On the.
Outside.
So you listen to the thing. Funny right. You just start off with one little cut. And it's fine. You say, ' I'll get stronger, and won't need no one.' And once you get the hang of it it feels like nothing. Right, so the right thing to do is to go further. But the worst part hasn't yet to come. The worst part of it isn't when someone finds out what your doing to yourself no... it's that realization hit. That you can't go back. Your body will always stay how you left it.
Of course I never did any of this. To myself so what should I know about all of this. Well.
I'm just a sick person who likes to see myself suffer mentally. How about you?
Time ended: 11:45 pm
YOU ARE READING
the world through my mind
De TodoWant to read something that makes you cry. Want to cry. This isn't a story. Oh no you couldn't be more wrong. This is inside my mind. And knowing myself. Well. It's hell.
