Even in The Madness There is Peace

nobody talks about how exhausting it is to live in that space between "things will get better" and "i can't handle this anymore." it's like your emotions are constantly swinging. leaving you both hopeful and defeated in the same day.

it doesn’t really matter anymore does it

My soul is a revolving door of faces I’ve loved too much and lost too quickly. I wonder if anyone regrets walking out or if I’m just the disaster they survived

I would leave me too, if I could.

they all leave eventually

The fear of abandonment isn’t just about people leaving, it’s the gut-wrenching belief that you aren’t worth staying for.

nobody loves you and nobody gives a damn or however that song goes

I'll never be worth staying for

There is no place where I belong. I don't fit in anywhere.