Disclaimer:
Please keep in mind this story can be very overwhelming for some, and few may get triggered. If you are ever going through something feel free to message me, I'm always up for a chat.
I look at my school books piled upon my desk, motivation to complete the tasks ahead swarms inside of me like a fire raging for accomplishments. I carefully get myself comfortable, making sure everything is just right.
Lighting? Perfect.
Noise? Peace and quiet.
Stomach? Full.
Distractions? None.
I'm ready, I continually convince myself.
But truth is, I'm not.
The tasks ahead of me, are already overdue. Not to mention even more work has been assigned which means it will just keep going and going never ending.
The lighting won't help how much I don't understand the work, and noise won't do anything about the commotion going on in my brain and the voices arguing as I continually put myself down for how stupid I am.
I may be full, but that won't stop me from stress eating.
I'm not ready.
I can't do it.
Why is this so hard?
Why am I so stupid?
Why can't I do it?
What is wrong with me?
These questions echo on my head spinning round and round.
The piles of work just keeping getting larger and larger, I'm drowning in the load of stuff that I'm trying to avoid.
I sit here, pretending nothing is wrong... whilst the work just gobbles and eats me up.
What is wrong with me?
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The Thoughts Of a Teenage Girl
ContoI'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't think or write like a normal person. These thoughts consume and drown me daily, I'd rather write and vent them all out than hold them in any longer. I can't let these emotions control me anymore.
