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I'm sitting here in tears, and I don't even know why. My hands are shaking. It's not so easy to catch my breath. I'm alone..and frustrated..and stressed..and basically pushed to my breaking point. I don't wanna do this anymore. I can't take another day of crying because I'm hurting so bad inside that it burns. I can't handle the anxiety and the pressure and the lack of sleep. I'm broken in two and I can't put the pieces back together anymore.
So here I am..alone...broken...and ready to just let go. I'm hurt, deep inside and the hole keeps getting bigger. It's like standing alone in complete darkness reaching out into pitch black nothingness. iIt's like so many times I've broken into 2 pieces and have been able to sew the pieces back together..now I feel like there's so many tears and missing parts that I can't do that anymore. That's a feeling that NO ONE should have to put up with.
So I don't know what to do now. I wanna leave and walk until I can't anymore. Just wander around aimlessly, in hopes that I'll just get so tired that I can't function anymore...that my mind can't function anymore.
"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived." - Taken from a friend of a friend
Now that is exactly how I feel. It's useless for me to put the pieces back together anymore...it only further distorts the original.
So here I am..alone...broken...and ready to just let go. I'm hurt, deep inside and the hole keeps getting bigger. It's like standing alone in complete darkness reaching out into pitch black nothingness. iIt's like so many times I've broken into 2 pieces and have been able to sew the pieces back together..now I feel like there's so many tears and missing parts that I can't do that anymore. That's a feeling that NO ONE should have to put up with.
So I don't know what to do now. I wanna leave and walk until I can't anymore. Just wander around aimlessly, in hopes that I'll just get so tired that I can't function anymore...that my mind can't function anymore.
"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived." - Taken from a friend of a friend
Now that is exactly how I feel. It's useless for me to put the pieces back together anymore...it only further distorts the original.