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I made this..
To vent. To release. To express myself privately.
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Ask me to know me.
gypsydreamweaver23
My demons at night.
It’s like this energy I can’t control. I can never sleep and it kills me. I want to stop thinking, I want to stop feeling. I try sharing me feelings I really do. Just pin pointing them is the problem. Figuring out whats wrong. YOU see I use to be so much stronger, I use to be comfortable in my skin now it’s like I’m wearing someone else’s sack of skin. How did I get this way. I did I become all those things I loathe.. They eat at me and they make it so simple like you just baked a batch of cookies and eating chocolate chips one by one so simply. At times I’m really okay and at others I’m restless and can’t help but be ate alive by my mind and my thoughts. I think nowadays it’s not okay to talk about your feelings, about whats wrong…therefore stands this harsh stigma about mental health. The countless diagnosis I’ve been given and for so long now I’ve been left untreated. Trenching the real world on like I thought I was able to and now, I know I’m not okay though I really want to be, that I really want to just ignore whats plainly right in front of me like it will go away somehow…I choose happiness and optimistic thoughts over and over again. Hoping for some type of repair, I want to heal, I want to be okay. Believe me.