not even gonna cry anymore because what’s the point.
get out holy shit get out get out get out get out get out get out get the fuck out.
and there’s not even any one to blame. there’s no one to scream at, no one to cry at. there’s just nothing that can be done and nothing will be done.
I feel like I’m trapped inside this box. and I keep running around in circles trying to find progress and help and get better but I am eternally fixed in these circles in this box and it feels like there’s no way of me getting out.
what are you supposed to do if you don’t even know how to make yourself happy?
I have never felt so broken and incapable of putting the pieces of myself back together. It’s not that I don’t want to, I really do. I just don’t know how any more.
God I just feel like all I can do is scream. Scream and cry, that’s all I’m good for right now.
I never expected any of this to be this hard.
whoa almost thought i was appreciated for a second there oops silly me
I honestly never pictured myself back here. I’ve been so okay for so long and even through the shittiest of times this year I’ve been okay. Then there’s the one trigger that just sends you from sane to in and leaves you saying fuck. all. this. shit.
trying to take the simplest advice and find the simplest answer harder than i thought- what makes you happy? I think its pathetic that I honestly have no clue