Story SLOWLY SLIPPING AWAY

[Unattainable666]

I am slowly slipping away. My sense of reality is no more. I watch people at work, on the streets, at the store - but I'm not there - I've disassociated myself from that world. I now live in my head. My head tells me that I'm too old, too worn out, too damaged to be here anymore. I don't want to feel anymore. I don't want to think anymore. I don't want to be anymore I understand that some of my pain I've caused myself. I get that. But now I live in a world where no one cares. No one. People look at me when I cry and I can see in their eyes how they hate me for being such a baby. You're a grown ass woman I tell myself - stop fucking crying - don't let others see how you feel - that makes you susceptible to the assholes of the world. But it's too late, its who I am. My heart is broken, my spirit is crushed, my tears flow too easily. I'm ready. I know who is waiting for me on the other side. Peace, tranquility, no more pain, no more tears. Paradise. I am slowly slipping away. And they don't see my pain.

 

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I am slowly slipping away. My sense of reality is no more. I watch people at work, on the streets, at the store - but I'm not there - I've disassociated myself from that world. I now live in my head. My head tells me that I'm too old, too worn out, too damaged to be here anymore. I don't want to feel anymore. I don't want to think anymore. I don't want to be anymore I understand that some of my pain I've caused myself. I get that. But now I live in a world where no one cares. No one. People look at me when I cry and I can see in their eyes how they hate me for being such a baby. You're a grown ass woman I tell myself - stop fucking crying - don't let others see how you feel - that makes you susceptible to the assholes of the world. But it's too late, its who I am. My heart is broken, my spirit is crushed, my tears flow too easily. I'm ready. I know who is waiting for me on the other side. Peace, tranquility, no more pain, no more tears. Paradise. I am slowly slipping away. And they don't see my pain.

What causes you to feel this way ?

 

[FuneralCry]

There really is too much suffering in existing and at least to me there could never be any peace in such a cruel, hellish world. I hope that you eventually find the freedom you search for.

 

[WorthlessCoward]

slipping away. My sense of reality is no more. I watch people at work, on the streets, at the store - but I'm not there - I've disassociated myself from that world. I now live in my head.

I'm kinda different but only because I have detective delusions, but they're the eldritch/paranormal,Lovecraftian

This city is afraid of me, I have seen its true face