Is this the end of a healthy mental state for our protagonist?
Men are many thing, none of them constant. Dear reader I can no longer pretend to float in life as I have for so long. My demons are surrounding me on all sides, and I am sinking into that hopeless divine. In life we encounter many obstacles, I used to believe that mental instabilty was only an obstacle that I could overcome, this belief is held no longer. No longer do I feel strong, No longer do I feel safe; I can not escape this place, and there are no breaks. Constantly my energy is being dragged out of me by other people who need it to be happy. When they are done with it, they leave me for greater pursuits be it studying, boyfriends/girlfriends/ higher academic pursuits, and even for regular self absorbed vanity reason. I am left broken and disjointed, questioning everything about what I have done wrong, on a good day I feel like a black face act, and I am fucking sick of it. I will not feel this way any longer, drug addiction, eating disorders, and overall insanities must stop. If you love me back the fuck up for two fucking seconds and think. If you want to make me happy, and show me love great, but then look at what that would do to my already fractured lovelife. If you care I am glad, but please for fucking once act like it.