I don’t think I can handle this night on my own…
Everything I feel about them, everything I remember, everything I hate and everything that I miss.
I can’t even cry… Just wasted tears on people who aren’t here.
People who don’t care…
God just please take me.
I just can’t keep trying anymore…
Please just make it stop.
I’m so tired of being alone…
about some of the things I’ve been dealing with…
she started naming a bunch of disorders, this is what I’m scared of.
I don’t want to be labeled these things.
I don’t want to know what’s wrong with me.
This pain is all I’ve known.
I’m scared of the change.
I’m scared of the therapy.
She told me to tell my mom tonight.
I’ve decided either I tell her tonight or
I kill myself run away.
I’ve never been so terrified in my life.
I don’t want to be a burden.
I don’t want to be a fuck up.
But I’m so damaged and broken.
I feel so helpless…