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Maybe I should leave him. I can see the pain settling in his eyes as he stares me down eyebrows crinkling in pity. "Why don't you fix your sleep schedule?" It sounds like code for, "Why don't you fix yourself?" I tell him I can't. I tell him that I've been trying. But he can't see it. The shackles, the ball and chain. The shadows that appear even when there is no light. He can't hear them. The demons in my mind whispering self hatred. Maybe I should leave him/ I can't explain to anyone what I am, how I feel, what I'm doing. I'm tired of trying to explain, exhausted from trying to live a life that I don't want and trying to change. Happiness. What a cruel word. What a sad reminder that pain is all I possess. I shackled myself and I should leave. Before I shackle him too.
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Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC
Shackled
Maybe I should leave him. I can see the pain settling in his eyes as he stares me down eyebrows crinkling in pity. "Why don't you fix your sleep schedule?" It sounds like code for, "Why don't you fix yourself?" I tell him I can't. I tell him that I've been trying. But he can't see it. The shackles, the ball and chain. The shadows that appear even when there is no light. He can't hear them. The demons in my mind whispering self hatred. Maybe I should leave him/ I can't explain to anyone what I am, how I feel, what I'm doing. I'm tired of trying to explain, exhausted from trying to live a life that I don't want and trying to change. Happiness. What a cruel word. What a sad reminder that pain is all I possess. I shackled myself and I should leave. Before I shackle him too.
I dragged the one light in my life through the mud and he paid the price
eicki
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Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC
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