
MicahBell
Member
- Feb 11, 2025
- 20
i think, objectively, i love life.
i love eating food. i love drinking tea on a foggy morning, and i love wearing sweaters, i love watching people smile. i love culture, and learning a new language. i love that, as a human, i can choose to be gentle to smaller creatures that will never understand why. to hold my hand out to a spider and admire it. the small things about life.
i hate everything about my own life.
i hate my body. my stupid high voice. i hate how nobody has basic human respect for me. i hate how i cant connect with anybody. I hate how nobody will ever see me the way i see myself. i hate how i don't really have a cultural identity. i hate how i've never had a name that felt like "me". i hate that i dont even know who "me" is, or what i like. i wish i had a family, a real one, who actually cares if i'm okay and doesnt just want to hear me say it so they dont have to expend the energy to be concerned.
i think that i love life but i could never, ever love my own. i think its over for me tonight, and very little will change. its felt like its been over for a long, long time, and ive been just kicking the can down the road every time i failed to do it. its rainy today. i love the smell of rain and how the sky is never fully dark on an overcast night. i think i can die happy like that. i hope you guys find some kind of peace too <3
i love eating food. i love drinking tea on a foggy morning, and i love wearing sweaters, i love watching people smile. i love culture, and learning a new language. i love that, as a human, i can choose to be gentle to smaller creatures that will never understand why. to hold my hand out to a spider and admire it. the small things about life.
i hate everything about my own life.
i hate my body. my stupid high voice. i hate how nobody has basic human respect for me. i hate how i cant connect with anybody. I hate how nobody will ever see me the way i see myself. i hate how i don't really have a cultural identity. i hate how i've never had a name that felt like "me". i hate that i dont even know who "me" is, or what i like. i wish i had a family, a real one, who actually cares if i'm okay and doesnt just want to hear me say it so they dont have to expend the energy to be concerned.
i think that i love life but i could never, ever love my own. i think its over for me tonight, and very little will change. its felt like its been over for a long, long time, and ive been just kicking the can down the road every time i failed to do it. its rainy today. i love the smell of rain and how the sky is never fully dark on an overcast night. i think i can die happy like that. i hope you guys find some kind of peace too <3