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im getting sick of the crazy sick of the never ending reminders of what has passed and what is yet to come the fear of rejection that i know is irrational the loss that i feel isnt that deep but i feel it is What can i do truly to make this go away who is to know but me forever relying on my best friend to always help me out of situation i dont know how to deal with this reliance is terrible and debilitating what once was so beautiful an escape has now turned into something i cant realise or escape from, these thoughts of pain something i held so dearly now anything is just a reminder of the hell im fleeing these friends i called friends and still see as friends arent what i thought of as friend but these friends are just my pained rememberances of what i consider friend and just feel like a loss, a void of friends i have one friend that i rely upon to be my voice reasoning to make it seem like i can do better that i dont need those people that havent been around for years but now seem to have been around forever but are my reminders of pain that friend has almost always been there and they are great and amazing but not what i long for which is release so i don’t have to drown my sorrows with a bottle of numbness and forgetting which i know i do best but is it enough at this point to just forget and forgive and rely on new memories to swallow the old has that ever helped before, no it’s only caused lonely and sleepless nights nights to forget and dissolve what i feel and hold close my heart my health my mind cannot deal with it but i strive with this positive attitude in order to survive what once was a forgiving world that allowed weakness but now that im older, not even that old, the pain breaks through and makes things oh so difficult if only things could change and i could rely on no one but myself but that takes time that i do not have access to yet if only i could push these memories and thoughts away i could thrive in this life of agony but then...i would not be myself suffering.
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Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 8:54 AM UTC
When...when can i live
im getting sick of the crazy sick of the never ending reminders of what has passed and what is yet to come the fear of rejection that i know is irrational the loss that i feel isnt that deep but i feel it is What can i do truly to make this go away who is to know but me forever relying on my best friend to always help me out of situation i dont know how to deal with this reliance is terrible and debilitating what once was so beautiful an escape has now turned into something i cant realise or escape from, these thoughts of pain something i held so dearly now anything is just a reminder of the hell im fleeing these friends i called friends and still see as friends arent what i thought of as friend but these friends are just my pained rememberances of what i consider friend and just feel like a loss, a void of friends i have one friend that i rely upon to be my voice reasoning to make it seem like i can do better that i dont need those people that havent been around for years but now seem to have been around forever but are my reminders of pain that friend has almost always been there and they are great and amazing but not what i long for which is release so i don’t have to drown my sorrows with a bottle of numbness and forgetting which i know i do best but is it enough at this point to just forget and forgive and rely on new memories to swallow the old has that ever helped before, no it’s only caused lonely and sleepless nights nights to forget and dissolve what i feel and hold close my heart my health my mind cannot deal with it but i strive with this positive attitude in order to survive what once was a forgiving world that allowed weakness but now that im older, not even that old, the pain breaks through and makes things oh so difficult if only things could change and i could rely on no one but myself but that takes time that i do not have access to yet if only i could push these memories and thoughts away i could thrive in this life of agony but then...i would not be myself suffering.
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Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 8:54 AM UTC
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