Inside, I feel nothing anymore

“You don’t tell people you’re not okay,“ she said, “because it’s hard watching them not know what to do. “Then you end up comforting them, even though the one who needed comforting was you.”

Kort verslagje van dingen die mij zoal afschrikken:

“Forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.”

“You don’t tell people you’re not okay,“ she said, “because it’s hard watching them not know what to do. “Then you end up comforting them, even though the one who needed comforting was you.”

“I hid my deepest feelings so well I forgot where I placed them.”

“I can’t talk about it because if I talk about it that means it matters. If it matters that means it’s real, and if it’s real that means it’s going to hurt.”

Let’s just get one thing straight…

“Meegemaakt hebben wat er mis kan gaan, zorgt voor angst. Zelfs terwijl het goed gaat.”