I think I'm going crazy. It's like, I'm not control of my mind anymore. And I fucking hate that. I just keep having these moments where I don't want to talk to anyone, I just want to take far too many pills and wait until I'll be happy again... if I ever will be. But the pills will help. How? I don't know.
I don't know what I'm blogging about.
I just wanted to get that out.
My body is covered in cuts and it hurts to walk, to sit, to stand, to be.
I wish I was fatter so I could have more space to cut.
I wish I was thinner so I could be considered human.
Hey, I don't think I've commented here before as I'm a fairly new follower but I just wanted to say I can 100% relate to what you just posted. Feeling completely crazy, pill taking to try to erase the current emotion. Typing away, and just typing to...well type, but not knowing what my brain is telling my fingers to type. Hang in there and hope you'll take care of those cuts. <3 Jade
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