Sometimes I just feel very useless. There’s no

real solution to my problem, it’s something

that constantly keeps me awake at night. It

makes my stomach tense, sickens me,

squeezing the life out that I barely even want

to live. It’s a dangerous feeling, makes me

hate myself and all that I’ve become. Has it

always been like this? Have I always felt this

way? Like I have no control over myself and

the way I’m feeling. These emotions rip me up,

shred me, and I’m tired. I’m so tired. I’m so

tired of wanting to breathe.

 

 

 

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