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It's not the strongest feeling in my body at the moment, but it is the one at the forefront of my mind.
Today I wish I could be someone else. And it's not that I don't love my life and the people in it and the things I do in a day. But it's officially becoming routine.
Today I wished to be someone else. The troubling thought on the matter, for me, is that I hate myself for wishing I could be someone else, and in hating myself wish more to be someone else, and hate the wish more... and so continues the vicious cycle. And every time I try to stop and reassure myself that I am who I want to be, the feeling strikes me again, and I am back to hating, and wishing and hating and wish...
And I can't even think of a single person I would rather be, more than myself.
Maybe it's the routine
Maybe it's how I feel
Maybe it's just a phase
Today I wish I could be someone else. And it's not that I don't love my life and the people in it and the things I do in a day. But it's officially becoming routine.
Today I wished to be someone else. The troubling thought on the matter, for me, is that I hate myself for wishing I could be someone else, and in hating myself wish more to be someone else, and hate the wish more... and so continues the vicious cycle. And every time I try to stop and reassure myself that I am who I want to be, the feeling strikes me again, and I am back to hating, and wishing and hating and wish...
And I can't even think of a single person I would rather be, more than myself.
Maybe it's the routine
Maybe it's how I feel
Maybe it's just a phase