A Solid Sort Of Artificial Sensation
a solid sort of artificial sensation
the kinds that digs and claws and sinks it's filthy teeth into everything you are
leaves you in a place of remote isolation
and travels deep within the confines of what you use to explain yourself
there's no one here that truly gets it
no one who really wonders if you feel alright, past the point of superficial friendships that you know will never last a lifetime
never last more than a few months, weeks
it's over now, you think
and everything is meaningless
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And I missed out on so much of my life because I was living in a constant state of anxiety. And if it wasn't anxiety then it was depression. And if it wasn't depression then it was mania. And I literally can't remember being a child. I can't remember being a person. My whole life looks like this inescapable grey haze and I'm stuck in it. Buried in it. I don't want to fall asleep crying anymore. I don't want nightmare after nightmare. I want to feel safe and comfortable and happy and I am literally incapable of it. And that is so fucking terrifying.
I am so tired and burnt out, I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore
"But why do you let your disability stop you?" Because that's.... what disabilities... do. That's... literally the basic definition... of being disabled... A disability impairs your ability to function. That's what the term means. That's the main thing
Yeah maybe I am a little desperate but I'm making up for all the affection I never got growing up 🙃
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21F & tired. my old poems are seriously so bad. idk what this is turning into. I just want someone to talk to. open dms
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