Scribble Fan
I'm out!
- May 30, 2019
- 815
I feel deeply and thoroughly damaged, broken to my core. Why did I have to turn out like this?
This sounds so horrible. The agony comes across despite your uncertainty with what to say. Big hugs.I feel stress, anxiety. I feel pain in my stomach from all the stress. I am depressed and empty. Don't even know what to write... I need the end to set me free.
I feel like I could use a friend right now as pathetic as that sounds. I'm very gloomy as of late. I took a break from here and I told someone I spoke to that when people see you're gone from this site, there's two reasons they think you left - either because you're dead or because you're fully recovered. But there's this gray area in-between where I am, this perpetual state of limbo.
Being in this limbo keeps me venturing back here to a community where I can openly speak about these things, but I feel I'm at a loss of sorts. I feel like I'm just aimlessly wandering through life, desperately trying to find some sort of footing to at least keep myself treading water, but I'm failing miserably.
Anyways, such is life and that's enough of that. I would like to thank my insomnia for this rant.