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Am I overthinking ? Or you're underthinking ?

by writingfreak

Do you ever just sit back and think that how crazy our lives are ? Or is it just me ? Do you ever think of how precious a moment is, when you're actually enjoying it to the fullest ? Or i it just me ? I hope I'm not not the only one who gets hit by this wave of sadness from nowhere, when I was doing fine two minutes before. I hope you don't think of me as a stupid person, just because everyone else thinks so. Sometimes, I just feel like getting my life together at midnight, but next day, I'll just be waking up with a sad face. Sometimes, I can't stop myself from crying and just cry myself more to stop, and on some days, I'll try to let it all out with tears, but my eyes will remain dry, and the pressure in my head, just increases by. Overthinking about what could happen or what would have happen because of that one thing, but not having energy in my body to make things right, or to bring my life back on track or to bring any peace. I don't know how to feel, express or even talk about it. I can't define this feeling in words, but it's with me, all the time. Sometimes, I feel like I'm numb, but I do also feel crazy when my different 69 moods hits me, all at once. Is this how all of this is supposed to be ? This is how life goes ? Or is it just my life. which is messy ? "Have you lost your brain?" is the only question they ask me most of the times. "Yeah, i guess.But what am I supposed to do now?"is my only reply. "You're just overreacting", they said. And then, I just told my heart that, maybe my feelings aren't valid. After all of this, I just became really silent. I think a lot in my head but, I'm not the same anymore. Now, they ask me,"what's wrong?" and Ii replied "You asked me to shut the **** up indirectly.So, thank you.I just haven't really felt anything since then."
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