terrifying

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everything is... different.
there's no real word beside different for just everything.

everything changed.
by reaching the end of my depression, i have realized why i went into it in the first place: to protect myself from what is happening now.

kill me.

i dont like what is happening.

should i revert? should i go back to my old ways?
i was safe then.
safer than i am now.
i was safe from these ppl.

evan and eric have jointly torn my heart out and ripped it into little shreds.

i feel like nothing.
even tho i am something to a lot of ppl, being nothing to those two makes me feel like i am one inch tall, if even that much.

everything is different.
im looking at the world through different eyes.
change is my poison; i cant take this anymore.

i've fallen before, and i've pulled through.
those times, i fell alone.

this time, they're pushing me down.

everything has changed.

me