I have more issues than I could possibly count. And on my worse days, I’ll go for happy to sad in seconds. I won’t always like myself. BUT. I just wanted to know that I’ll never care how for I push myself away because when I told myself that I would stay. I meant it I’m a little lose and a little damaged, but I’m not HOPELESS. I know who I am are, I love who I’m are and that’s why I’m stay so I learn to know myself too.
You know that feeling?
At some point you realize you have done too much . When you’re just waiting. Waiting to get home, into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that you kept in all day, that feeling of relief and desperation. Nothing is wrong. But nothing is right either. And you’re tired. Tired of everything, tired of nothing. And you just want someone to be there and tell you it’s okay. But no one’s going to be these. And you know you have to be strong for yourself, because no one can fix you. But you’re tired of waiting. Tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else. Tired of being strong. And for once you just want it to be easy. To be simple. To be helped. To be saved. But you know you won’t be. But you’re still hoping. And you’re staying strong and fighting with tears in your eyes. You’re fighting….