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In need of reassurance
My mind is destroying me it keeps telling me I can't be happy other wise others will be unhappy, and I don't want that. In the end I am always the one that is hiding by the mask, but I can't keep it up anymore. When I look around it is always me, so my mind just goes haywire and i lose myself again and again.
If you ask me what is the most heartbreaking word in the English dictionary it would be almost. Almost had a job, almost passed, almost in love, almost pretty enough, but in the end almost is never enough. I just need to know that I am okay, but there is nothing to reassure me of that. As I sit in my room i hear laughter of my roommates down stairs little do they know that I am destroying myself, when I face them tomorrow they will never know how truly damaged i am. Then, i destroy myself further because I won't let anyone in because those who are won't talk to me unless i talk first (is that really a friendship just always giving), but i can't leave them because then i will be back at square one. Last but not least is it okay that an adult has to sleep with stuffed animals; they are not just stuffed animals to me though. I left one of them back home and haven't felt right since, and I don't have the courage to call my parents to even see if he is in my bedroom because my mind keeps telling me that it is childish that i am so attached to these stuffed animals. The truth is these stuffed animals have been the only ones that have always been there for me and know the truth that I could never tell anyone. In the end am i even still considered human, or has my mind taken control; that i will never be okay?
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