Monday, December 9, 2024
voices in my head
Sometimes I feel like I'm getting worse again. Worse and better at the same time. Worst in the sense I want to die. Maybe more than ever. But better in the way that I'm better at faking it. I'm better at pretending I don't want to die. Proving the DBT torture was effective. Fake a smile, be ok with the things you shouldn't, comply, don't make anyone else feel any type of way, smile more, be pleasant, give up all morals and values and conform, after all, your suffering is your fault.
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and for once the darkness was comforting i used to be scared of the dark, the stillness, the silence scared of the monsters who hide in the...
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Sometimes I feel like I'm getting worse again. Worse and better at the same time. Worst in the sense I want to die. Maybe more than ever...
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the sound of my bag is loud as i place it on the floor the chair legs scream as i drag it out from under the table if you would only look ...
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the cold wind blows but the suns somehow warm my head says be in it but my heart is all torn the hesitation in your voice the sweet smell of...