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Being sad for me is an experience. I don't know if it's different from how everyone else's But I if it's just like your sadness then I'm so ******* sorry Because sadness for me isn't feeling down or being weighed down by this feeling It's like being on fire But on the inside It's like being stabbed by something that doesn't hurt Then feeling this cold fire spread through my body Like a wild fire being winded out by my thoughts Or frostbites all over my body being thawed and frozen again Being sad feels so heavy and prominent that I'm not even sure if my happiness is real If it's really there Or if it's just the a sense of sadness I feel disgusted by myself whenever I fake a smile or a laugh or even saying "I'm ok" I wanna cover my mouth with my hands every time someone ask me if I'm ok because I'm hard wired to say that I am Being sad is already so ******* painful that I've grown up being used to keeping it in instead of telling people about it Because I don't want to let anyone in I don't want anyone to see the wildfire through my soul I don't want them to see me frozen up Because I'll hate myself either way If they burn themselves up to thaw me out I'll hate myself If I drown them out when I douse this down I'll hate myself And if I saw them carry any part of my sadness to help me I'll hate myself I'm so hardwired to not let anyone in that I can't let anything out without destroying everything an everyone around me Being sad for me is an experience. I don't know if it's different from how everyone else's But if you feel the same thing as me What would you do? What should I do?
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 6:53 AM UTC
I don't know
Being sad for me is an experience. I don't know if it's different from how everyone else's But I if it's just like your sadness then I'm so ******* sorry Because sadness for me isn't feeling down or being weighed down by this feeling It's like being on fire But on the inside It's like being stabbed by something that doesn't hurt Then feeling this cold fire spread through my body Like a wild fire being winded out by my thoughts Or frostbites all over my body being thawed and frozen again Being sad feels so heavy and prominent that I'm not even sure if my happiness is real If it's really there Or if it's just the a sense of sadness I feel disgusted by myself whenever I fake a smile or a laugh or even saying "I'm ok" I wanna cover my mouth with my hands every time someone ask me if I'm ok because I'm hard wired to say that I am Being sad is already so ******* painful that I've grown up being used to keeping it in instead of telling people about it Because I don't want to let anyone in I don't want anyone to see the wildfire through my soul I don't want them to see me frozen up Because I'll hate myself either way If they burn themselves up to thaw me out I'll hate myself If I drown them out when I douse this down I'll hate myself And if I saw them carry any part of my sadness to help me I'll hate myself I'm so hardwired to not let anyone in that I can't let anything out without destroying everything an everyone around me Being sad for me is an experience. I don't know if it's different from how everyone else's But if you feel the same thing as me What would you do? What should I do?
February 04, 2017
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 6:53 AM UTC
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