is this me?

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i stare at myself in the mirror, skin so sunken in that i can count my ribcages. i look at my tear-stained cheeks and swollen eyes.

this isn't me.

i've become someone i can hardly recognize.

how did i end up like this?

how did i end up ruining myself to this extent?

i'm not just broken; i'm damaged beyond repair.

more than i would ever admit.

i would cry and secretly wish i were someone else or leading a different life.

was this what growing up would be?

this never-ending misery.

growing up was supposed to be fun and filled with happiness.

i don't even know who i am anymore.

is this even me?


I don't want to be like this, I've never even imagined I would end up in this state.


Someone save me, I'm drowning in my own thoughts.


I cry and scream for help, but it seems like no one hears it.Does no one hear me or is it the voices in my head that are screaming?Am I going crazy?The voices in my head don't seem to shut up.


What the fuck is happening to me?


Someone save me.

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