Dark thoughts
When I am alone, my darker thoughts make themselves known. Nobody loves you, especially not him. How could he? My thoughts are an unwelcome company. Why do you keep trying? Nobody will ever appreciate how hard you work just to make them proud. You should just give up. They speak unwanted truths. You're good at giving up. You quit everything when you start getting good. You let everyone down, anyway. And give unsought counsel. You'll never be as smart as her or as talented as your siblings. You'll never be the best at anything. Without these thoughts, I would truly be alone, but perhaps I could sleep unbothered by the truths they wisper in my ear.
















