i'm damaged as fuck but i'll never hurt anyone the same way i've been hurt
time is going too fast and I can’t keep up. the month seems to go by in a blink but the days are long. one day you wake up and realize a full month has passed, and you have nothing. you don’t have many memories, you don’t have the potential to do anything, and you don’t have many reasons to be here anymore.
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 want to be more than my disorders but I also want people to be aware of them and understand them and I find that people think I'm trying to push my problems onto them and force them to be sympathetic but like...
I don't need you to feel sorry for me I just want you to understand me. I just want to be respected...
I’m a motherfucking stargirl
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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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