What happens when pain exceeds resources for coping?
Amazingly, I don't even know how to put into words what I'm feeling and thinking. So I guess this is just another pointless entry and another couple minutes of your life you took to read this, that you'll never get back. It's not that I don't know what's wrong with me, but why aren't I able to cope with it? The more my problems increase, the more I wanna just hide and try to overcome things by myself, rather then depend on others. Fearing that the more I leave my wounds open, it will never heal... Yet the more time I have for myself, equals more time of thinking too much into it and possibly making it even worse. Bleh.. I'm rambling.
I know I shouldn't feel like it's the end of the world, after all... the world doesn't revolve around just me.
I know I shouldn't feel like it's the end of the world, after all... the world doesn't revolve around just me.