Truth is, i don’t know who I am anymore, or how i got like this. I feel like i just want to cry out. Like my life is aimless, that theres no hope. I can be happy, and laugh, maybe laugh too much at the little things, and convince myself I’m happy, but when everyones gone and I’m alone the sadness bites back. Drinking, I’m getting sick of it, being a hypocrite, getting myself in states, were im stupid enough to take drugs, to continue forgetting and having a “good time”. I don’t realize what im putting my mother through, and she’ll be the only one there for me, I should really tell her how much i love her more often .I’m constantly hidden away in my thoughts, in an imaginary world that’s my own, picturing the perfect scenarios. I feel empty, like i’m worthless, put a big front on, like I dont care and I’m happy, but deep down, things that i’ve done,said, seen or heard replays, over and over again. I feel trapped, like I just wanna go somewhere, and relax, clear my mind and think about my prioritese before its too late. Aches and pains. I hate being irritable, and my sharp tounge, hurting again, and it’s words I can’t take back. Just feel like people are against me. I’m sick of feeling sad and unhappy. Guess this is my cry for help
