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paintedbutterfly676
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- Oct 1, 2023
- 56
If I could put in the tiniest bit of effort, I could supposedly change so much. Eat a vegetable. Take a shower. Smile at someone. Everyone keeps telling me the little things add up. But I don't even try. I just filled two garbage bags with honey bun containers, cupcake wrappers, and fountain drinks. Why clean up now? To make room for my next order of honey buns, as it had filled up the space in my closet. I am a sad human being masquerading as having it all together. I'm going to school, I'm holding down a job, anyone looking in would say I'm stable. But I am broken. And tired. And I don't have any effort to change anything. That's the worst part, everyone around me knows my history and have given me ample space and time and support, all I would have to do is put in the effort to build on it. Effort. My salvation is in my hands at this point and I can't seem to find the energy to grab it. I'm a waste of a human, waste of good prospects and a good life. There's someone out there who could take my circumstances and make something of themselves. Not huge, not life-changing, but something. And I refuse to try.