Theasylumsystem
Confident
I know I'm just having a bad day. I know that but god all I do today is think about hurting myself. That everyone is better off without me around. I don't want to tell anyone. I don't want them to look at me like that. Like they're hurt and betrayed. I don't want to be even more of a burden. There's so much I can't control. I hate the holidays. I hate what my bio mom did to us. I'm just hurt. Every single day it's such a struggle to live. Most days I wonder if life is worth living this way. I look around and everyone has all these problems too. I don't want to add to them. They've got worse than me I'm sure. I don't even know why I'm so sick. I've considered writing a will. I've considered self-harming again.
I don't tell anyone. I know It's my problem that I'm the one that can't function. Damaged goods. Broken. I'm wrong. It's the only thing that makes any sense.
I don't tell anyone. I know It's my problem that I'm the one that can't function. Damaged goods. Broken. I'm wrong. It's the only thing that makes any sense.