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I'm driving myself insane. Would I be better off in a room where I won't do any damage to myself or anyone else? I keep picturing myself in a room like that and I feel safe. Would it just be better for me? I can't hold on anymore. I'm falling deep.
*crying*
I don't know what to do seriously. I'm running out of options.
Should I talk to someone?
Should I keep this locked inside like I always do?
I want to run. I know I won't go far. I'll crumble as I trip on something else. I get up and trip on something else or someone else.
Is it just one of my bad days? Or will I feel like this till I just can't take it anymore and I just fall off a building and break my neck? Or drink my sorrows till I awake no more? When will it end? I want the end to be now.
I'll tell you, the you that reads this and does not really care, I do laugh and I do have my moments where everything seems to be okay. They only last for so long and I'm back to that miserable place I've always slumbered.
I went home for the weekend. I don't want to go back. I hate home. I hate where I am in the dorms. I hate that I hate. It was nice to see my family but not in that place of La Grulla. I hate La Grulla. I don't want to go back. I don't want to go back. I feel like if I go back I'll stay stuck in memories I don't want to remember. I want to let go but I don't even know where to start.
If anyone is out there...tell me how do I not go insane?
*crying*
I don't know what to do seriously. I'm running out of options.
Should I talk to someone?
Should I keep this locked inside like I always do?
I want to run. I know I won't go far. I'll crumble as I trip on something else. I get up and trip on something else or someone else.
Is it just one of my bad days? Or will I feel like this till I just can't take it anymore and I just fall off a building and break my neck? Or drink my sorrows till I awake no more? When will it end? I want the end to be now.
I'll tell you, the you that reads this and does not really care, I do laugh and I do have my moments where everything seems to be okay. They only last for so long and I'm back to that miserable place I've always slumbered.
I went home for the weekend. I don't want to go back. I hate home. I hate where I am in the dorms. I hate that I hate. It was nice to see my family but not in that place of La Grulla. I hate La Grulla. I don't want to go back. I don't want to go back. I feel like if I go back I'll stay stuck in memories I don't want to remember. I want to let go but I don't even know where to start.
If anyone is out there...tell me how do I not go insane?