I was wrong to accuse someone about turning another person different. I feel bad. I learned. I need to open my feelings out more and expand my communication skills. I’m still learning, but I will get better. Lesson learned.
Limb by limb,
Heart caving in.
Scar after scar,
Empty and hallow,
Worn like tar.
I wish I can take my medicines to cope with everything but I won’t. Not again. I hate how it makes me feel nauseous. And that xanax I’m afraid I’ll be addicted. I can’t rely on those. Some people may think it’s good for me, but is it really? You don’t know how it makes me feel. I feel like I wanna puke when I take my anti depressant. And with my xanax it fckn makes me feel like I’m high on a cloud and I’m a fckn druggie. Wtf. Like you can tell I’m on something and I don’t want people judging me by that. So frustrating.
I wish I could get away from this madness, just get away from everyone. I’m so sick both mentally and physically. I’m tired, restless, no appetite, I wanna throw up. I just want everything to end and go away.
My heart is breaking in so many pieces. Lord please give me and my family strength and guidance. What am I suppose to do? Why are you doing this?
You ever feel so sad that you just want to throw up. That’s how I feel. I never felt so betrayed, hurt like this in my life. Words never hurt me as much as today.