I’m a living contradiction. I want to be happy, yet I’m sad and won’t do anything about it. I want to do great things, yet here I sit. I want to tell people about how I feel, yet I contain myself. I feel like no one truly understands me, and I just want to let EVERYTHING about my life out – I need to just tell someone about my feelings, yet I just can’t do it.
I have family issues and have experienced domestic violence and the like. I’ve got fears like Philophobia (fear of love and/or emotional attachment) and various others because of this, and it’s making me struggle with day to day life things. I want to run away from everything. I want to just wipe my brain or die and start over because I just can’t take my life any more. People are always like, ‘Oh if you need to talk, I’ll always be here for you’ but my issue is that no one seems to understand, or criticises me for who I am and what I feel.
I’m just so fed up. I can’t take this any longer. I’m struggling to keep my head above the water, but I just want to give up and drown.