Happiness is not for me. I don't think I will ever deserve it, to be honest. I just wish for one day. I need a break. Just one day. Please
I want my life back
I’m trying so fucking hard and no one sees that. I’m trying so fucking hard to stay alive but my breathing is getting shallow and my heart is beating slower and if I don’t wake up tomorrow just fucking forget about me.
I HATE MYSELF! I really do.
Today, my mom had just gotten back from work when she decided to take us out. I got worried and tried to come up with a good excuse. Of course it didn't work. We went to Zaxby's and I feel disgusting. I loathe every part of my body. I ate four chicken pieces. FOUR! How disgusting am I. Not only that, but I also ate lots of fries. I wasn't thinking clearly. I am so worthless. I hate everything that I do. I AM SO SORRY FOR EATING. God, please forgive me....
"I just want to be okay for a day. I want to wake up and be happy to be alive. I want to enjoy the company of people around me. I want to look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. I want to breathe the air freely and enjoy life."
— things people with mental illnesses wish they could do
"The two most important days in your life are the day you are born, and the day you find out why." - Mark Twain
i’m burned out, i’m tired, i’m falling apart. every day is the same but simultaneously gets worse.
Do you get sad suddenly and your chest starts hurting and it takes all of your energy to move even slightly ?