Things are getting worse. Life is getting harder. It’s a drag just to get up from bed. I wake up from nightmares and restless sleeping. Then I get to hear about how awful I am and how much of a disgrace I am. Thanks mom and dad (step-dad). I really appreciate it! And thenI get to go to school, put on a fake smile, act like I’m okay and people believe it. Sometimes I think people can tell its all fake but just dont say anything. Maybe they don’t just care.
I’m suffacating in the fronts people put up, the lies we have to tell eachother and the air we breath. It’s intoxicating. I’m hopeless and I just can’t breath.
awwwwwwwwww poor baby (that wasnt sarcasm) really it wasnt im feeling the same way it could help to keep a diary
write down all your worries, frustrations, a diary keeps secrets safe if you need it to try to list reasons to get out of bed and maybe you should start entrusting people with your pain, people are stronger and more understanding than you might think if you give them the chance……ok?
I’ve been in your spot, right where you are. It’s the worst. You aren’t alone. Just reach out to us that deal with the same, we’ll catch you. hugs