claeasi
nonsense speaker
- May 15, 2024
- 13
At different points in my life, I've tried to accept that maybe my life is just always going to be a mess.
I made plans to make things less bad, but right now I don't even think I'll be able to go through with them.
I feel so selfish for wanting to die every day when my parents try to make me feel stable, when my friends make an effort to text me. I think about leaving my cats behind. I think about leaving the man who calls me "love" every day. And I hate myself for even thinking like that.
It feels like hell. I just want to be able to love, to forgive myself, and to understand that life is suffering you deal with so you can live better later.
But I can't. Pessimism feels like part of me now, and I don't know how to get rid of it. It doesn't feel like therapy or anything else can fix this.
I just feel confused and small.
I made plans to make things less bad, but right now I don't even think I'll be able to go through with them.
I feel so selfish for wanting to die every day when my parents try to make me feel stable, when my friends make an effort to text me. I think about leaving my cats behind. I think about leaving the man who calls me "love" every day. And I hate myself for even thinking like that.
It feels like hell. I just want to be able to love, to forgive myself, and to understand that life is suffering you deal with so you can live better later.
But I can't. Pessimism feels like part of me now, and I don't know how to get rid of it. It doesn't feel like therapy or anything else can fix this.
I just feel confused and small.