Another bad night, another spell of unending anxiety.
I used to love the night. It used to be the time I felt safest. when everyone is asleep, there's no one up to belittle or hurt me, no pressure to do something right that instant. Things are quiet.
Now it's when the dread and fear come out, the depression and heartache.
I'm so damn lonely. I'm so hurt and scared and there's no real reason for it, no logic to why I feel like this right this second.
I want, need, someone to make me feel safe, warm. But there's only one person I want it from and he can't.
So tonight it will be vodka, blankets, meds, random crap on hulu and netflix...and maybe cutting. Because honestly, I can't take feeling like this for too much longer.
I used to love the night. It used to be the time I felt safest. when everyone is asleep, there's no one up to belittle or hurt me, no pressure to do something right that instant. Things are quiet.
Now it's when the dread and fear come out, the depression and heartache.
I'm so damn lonely. I'm so hurt and scared and there's no real reason for it, no logic to why I feel like this right this second.
I want, need, someone to make me feel safe, warm. But there's only one person I want it from and he can't.
So tonight it will be vodka, blankets, meds, random crap on hulu and netflix...and maybe cutting. Because honestly, I can't take feeling like this for too much longer.