09.07.2018

Broken.

I’m so fuckin sad and broken. I don’t know what to do to feel better. I don’t want it to end and I don’t want to be feeling my whole life like this.

I want to go.

I can’t breathe

I feel like I’m in a cage. Every time I try to be myself somebody shuts me down. I hope it ends soon.

It hurts so much. I feel physical pain just knowing that it’s real now. That I did it. That I’ve hurt him. My biggest fear was hurting him. And I did it. And I hate myself for it. But everyone says that my pain is more important and I need to think about myself. But what if he is a part of me. I feel so empty. I know that I didn’t do it impulsively, but why does it feel like I did. Why.

I hope you get better and we’ll continue our journey. Without us hurting each other.

26.12.2018

Ma tahan täiega ennast lähipäevadel ära tappa. Ma ei taha surra, aga ma ei saa selle asjaga oma peas hakkama. Ma lõigun (ma ei suuda seda lõpetada). Ma kõnnin mööda tänavat ja lihtsalt jään üks hetk seisma. Ma lihtsalt seisan keset tänavat. Inimesed kõnnivad. Ma ei näe mõtet. Kuhu ma kõnnin? Milleks ma kõnnin? Ma ei taha mõelda, et surm on hea. Ma ei taha tahta surra. Elu on lahe. Ma tahaks näha oma lemmikbändi kontserdi, aga ma ei usu et suudan need 42 päeva vastu pidada. Ma tahan elada, aga ma ei jaksa. Ma ei oska. Mu aju ei anna mul elada.

Kas mul on mingigi võimalus terveks saada ja tunda kunagi "elu"? Ma tahan alla anda. Aga ma ei taha teistele haiget teha.

Is it the end? Does our love have an expiration date? Is it really that exhausting for you? I don’t know how long I can handle feeling that you don’t care especially as I changed my life 180 degrees just to please you.

I’m so sad. I wear this mask. I show everybody that I got better. I’m example of how it gets done. But I’m not happy. I’m trying to convince them and myself and for a second it works. But I’m sad. I’m in pain. I’m tired and scared this shit is gonna win.

I HATE THAT MY WHOLE PERSONALITY IS JUST TO LOVE HIM.

I’m nobody. Nobody with pain and tears. It’s coming back. Everything’s slowly turning into a cycle again. Chest pain increasing with every tear that drops on my pillow. I’m so tired. It hurts so much. Knowledge that I won’t ever get back the same amount of love that I feel to somebody. I know it’s not theirs fault, it’s just me who doesn’t know how to be alive if every my action isn’t to please him.

I want to die, but I won’t because that would hurt him.

I’m in pain.

20.12.2018

Ma ei jaksa. Ma annan endale need kuud. Vb. Ma üritan. Ma saan homme haiglast välja. Kas sellest tuleb midagi välja? Ma ei usu. Aga noh mis teha.

Nagu üks tark inimene ütles...

Planeet maa tahab taastada tasakaalu. Aga ma ei lase. Mida vähem inimesi seda parem. Selle pärast ma saingi endale depressiooni ja suitsiidsuse.

Ma tahan aidata päästa maailma.

PALUUUN MAKE IT STOP

I just keep crying. I just keep trying. Trying and trying but I still feel the same. It doesn’t matter how much you try. You can change absolutely everything in your life but your thoughts won’t change that easily.

Life has never been easy. And it never will be. That’s a hard pill to swallow. But you just need to keep going. Keep existing... and maybe one day you’ll feel less shitty.

No good news. I’m just here. Keeping this trying thing.