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It hurts so much to say so little. I'm upset, I'm screaming at myself, but yet I can't seem to relay it. I stare blankly with a small smile and nod, not even bringing myself to say anything. Why can't I stand up for myself, why can't I convey a single thing in my mind?
Everything feels fake, I don't feel like myself anymore. I feel numb and hypersensitive to everything at the same time. I sit blankly behind my sunken eyes, criticizing every moment- every breath or word, or tone.
I know what I should do, I know the steps and the process but every time I try to take a step forward my own body throws me back.
I put a system in place, I told them a code word and a hand signal I could give them when I'm starting to have an episode but I couldn't bring myself to do it. My body froze with the horror of confessing such a thing. Ruining their night and bringing them down into this pit I've made for myself. I don't want that for them, I don't want them down here with me.
I wish I wasn't alone on my birthday.
The overwhelming dread within a body trying to decompose is astounding, breaking down while my heart still beats. I’m still here, blood hasn’t been spilled but the years of bodily neglect have caught up to me.
I sometimes forget not everyone has this.
It’s not normal to hurt everyday, to wake up and have to swallow handfuls of pills to function- otherwise I have a miserable day filled with aches and pains. Twinges and creaks from my bones, screaming at me to do something ANYTHING to help them out. I try everyday to make my body stronger, whether it be yoga or physical activity from my work but all it does is make me hurt more. I know it’s supposedly helping, building the muscles around my joints, but if it’s helping why am I still in pain?
How can I get better if my body won’t let me? Why even try if my body is making the decision for me?
Thorns are wrapped tightly as I gasp for air. Words behind reinforced walls of time, burned and bruised by those who choose to approach.
Words are such a complication. A mere change of tone or the simple change of a letter can misinterpret everything.
Why must the entire weight of my mental health be determined by the tone of one’s voice.
It’s funny being so introspective, lighting the fire and watching it burn within the beautiful melancholy flame. Having all the knowledge on how to suppress the wave of ill-intent with none of the follow through. A sad sight such as this.

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