This is what it must be like to be broken
I feel... broken. I'm not me anymore. I'm just sad, or angry, all the time. I have no desire to love anymore or try to be nice to anyone. That is not ME. I can't seem to laugh, I can't seem to cry, I'm just... existing. And I don't like it one bit, and the harder I try to be nice and happy, the worse I feel. But even when I don't try, I'm still just, not me.