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Often times I wonder, If I stop feeling this overwhelming sense of sadness and I get better, would it be alright to start saying I am ok? Truthfully, I am afraid of that the most. I know better than anyone that I want to break free from the problems that seep into my dreams and turn them into nightmares, but getting better may be losing it all. Without it, what am I? If I am happy, how do I identify myself again? Is it cruel to think that the nature of who I am is built around my weaknesses or that society has made me more shallow and confused?
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May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 8:18 AM UTC
I Can't Sleep at Night.
Often times I wonder, If I stop feeling this overwhelming sense of sadness and I get better, would it be alright to start saying I am ok? Truthfully, I am afraid of that the most. I know better than anyone that I want to break free from the problems that seep into my dreams and turn them into nightmares, but getting better may be losing it all. Without it, what am I? If I am happy, how do I identify myself again? Is it cruel to think that the nature of who I am is built around my weaknesses or that society has made me more shallow and confused?
This isn't really a poem. Lately, I haven't been writing due to way too many thoughts. I want to openly talk to people about things I've always had to keep to myself, but I'm not sure anyone would be interested.
#sadness#depression#ptsd#society#life#learning#living
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bluerabbit
19/F
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 8:18 AM UTC
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