thebelljar
sylvia plath's digital diary
- Apr 15, 2023
- 3
i don't have a real reason to ctb. i have a great social life and amazing family that cares for me but i am so sick of waking up everyday utterly unhappy with life. i literally cannot imagine myself living until old age. ive tried therapy and even talking with my close friends about how i feel but no one is truly there for me and they all tell me that i should be happy. im not and im sick of the condescension. ive felt this way ever since i was in middle school and my first attempt was met with such anger from my family and complete lack of understanding from my friends and it left me feeling so much worse than before. i have no idea what the problem is and wish i could fix it from the bottom of my heart but ive spent my entire life looking for the one thing that's been throwing me off all of this time. i don't think ill ever find it. i don't hate living, it's more like this nagging boredom, despair, and unpleasantness that seems subtle at first but grows into something unbearable as time goes on.
my boyfriend broke up with me a couple nights ago. he had told me so many times he would never leave me and for the first time, i saw a life of happiness and children and a 9 to 5 job filled with the love for life itself despite its repetitive and meaningless state. it shouldn't have hit me as hard as it has but now this feeling of being stuck in time has come back so much stronger than ever and i can't live with it anymore. i just feel so awful for leaving my family behind and most of all my cats as they look forward to me coming back every summer i visit. i don't think my ex would care at all honestly speaking and id rather he didn't- but i can't help but to feel lied to by the one person i gave my entire heart, mind, and body to.
ive already planned a day and method and have my letters written. i feel like the way i wrote this out undermines everything i feel, the words aren't quite right but i need to get this off my chest. maybe it's the guilt of leaving behind the people i love or the ironic hopelessness i feel towards the one source of hope ive ever had in my life.
my boyfriend broke up with me a couple nights ago. he had told me so many times he would never leave me and for the first time, i saw a life of happiness and children and a 9 to 5 job filled with the love for life itself despite its repetitive and meaningless state. it shouldn't have hit me as hard as it has but now this feeling of being stuck in time has come back so much stronger than ever and i can't live with it anymore. i just feel so awful for leaving my family behind and most of all my cats as they look forward to me coming back every summer i visit. i don't think my ex would care at all honestly speaking and id rather he didn't- but i can't help but to feel lied to by the one person i gave my entire heart, mind, and body to.
ive already planned a day and method and have my letters written. i feel like the way i wrote this out undermines everything i feel, the words aren't quite right but i need to get this off my chest. maybe it's the guilt of leaving behind the people i love or the ironic hopelessness i feel towards the one source of hope ive ever had in my life.