incomplete

 Who are we? Who are any of but a reaction to our past experiences. People have different reactions to things based on different past experiences. People don’t understand me because they don’t know what I know and it makes me feel crazy that nobody else understands the things I do. They don’t even try.

I always used to ask myself “why me”… 

What do you think is the worst thing about yourself?

 I used to hate my looks but now I hate the fear and anxiety I have. I hate being controlled by fear. I spent so much time trying to be something, knowing I’ll never be good enough.

Anxious and regret about the past is something I still struggle with.

I really wish I knew a way to make it stop. It feels like I can’t end until I can overcome that stuff.

Not having friends or community is really all I’ve ever known. It’s been hard for me to find “my people”. Could it be that I don’t have “my people”? Or has this harsh world crushed them all and taken them away, leaving me to survive on my own?  

It used to just be sadness, but now the thought of the end brings me anxiety. I believe the reason for this is because I’ve never accomplished anything in my life.




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