I don’t recognize myself
I don’t want to live this life
But yet it’s on repeat
I’m missing the buttons
Or maybe the whole remote
Stuck in this loop
Easier to just turn it off
End this life
Indecisiveness and hatred for myself
Fuel the never ending cycle
For my life
When you deserve to hurt
Living is the best punishment
Live the way you wish your mother lived
Live the way you wish your daughter would live
If you invision a life for someone else
Imagine if you invisioned that life for yourself
Just be the best you that you can be
Legit was talking to someone about this and was surprised they feel happy all the time
How do people love them selves and never want to die? I thought that was normal to never be enough for yourself and hate your self and want to die sometimes, I didn’t even think that that was depression, I thought it was just life 🙃
Someone actually said to me recently that they have never struggled with their mental health and have never hated themself or wanted to die. I was so confused.
I’m not planning my death, I go to work everyday, I eat, I sleep, I take care of my appearance, I exercise, with all of this, can I still be depressed? Because I feel like when people live their life and people can’t tell that they’re depressed, nobody cares and nobody takes you seriously when you think you’re depressed, but it’s not normal to feel like this and if I could live my life never thinking these things or feeling these things I wonder what I would do with my life.
Or is this not depression at all, and the people that are happy and not mentally struggling are just amazing people and they have no reason to dislike their self, and I’m over here with valid reasons for hating myself?
I’m exhausted and I just don’t know how to fix myself .
I don’t know where I’m going or what I want
I feel like I cant take my self anywhere better
I think about dying
How easy it would be to give up
How emptiness would be better than feeling
Why won’t my brain let me quit
Escape myself
And free those around me
It’s the only thought
That wakes me up
Exhaustion overwhelming
Loneliness overbearing
Self-esteem non-existent
I’m not worthy of awaking
Your disrespect only reminds me
What do you see when you look at me?
What do I see?
I wonder how different we would see
Everybody talks about cutting ppl off but nobody really talks about the grief that comes with having to stand firm on that decision knowing it’s not what you wanted but what was necessary for your well-being.
literally grief.
All that you see
is nothing but a play of light
between the stars and your eyes
continuously revealing
the most precious truth:
you exist in this universe
just as much as it exists
in you.
“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
🤔 interesting question …