oops I accidentally separated myself emotionally from everyone to avoid feeling any bad feelings & it worked but at the expense of my sense of connectedness and belonging

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

"for you, i would" is such a gentle and sweet love language like no maybe i wouldn't usually do this but i would love to do it if it would make you happy.

im like no worries & then feel so upset i get chest pains

sorry for fucking up our conversation i had never had that one before

isolation the most goated coping mechanism i love talking to no one and losing my mind alone

aghhhhhhh. okay I will persist

no one appreciates that i could be a million times worse