symphony
surving hour-by-hour
- Mar 12, 2022
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Not exactly sure why I'm sharing, I guess. Mostly just venting. I don't feel like I have anyone else to go to with these feelings anymore. But sometimes the pain is so strong, and all I can do is lie at the bed staring at the ceiling for hour after hour, hating myself all the more for allowing myself to go on stewing in my own suffering. Sometimes just mere survival is a herculean feat, and honestly? At this point, I'm not even sure it's worth it.
I'm so lost, so desperate. I don't know what to do.
I'm so lost, so desperate. I don't know what to do.