dear notes,
I know this is kind of cliche for coming to my notes to vent, but I honestly and wholeheartedly have nowhere else to go too. I feel so pathetic honestly. who knew that I would find another opportunity at free therapy.
I dont mean to sound cringe or overrated, I just dont know what to do anymore.
im so afraid of everything, I dont know how much longer I can hold on.
I just want to chill by myself to make myself okay. is that too much to ask ? to be able to take time away from everything, every aspect of my life to reevaluate and make myself okay. is that really too much of me to be asking ? you tell me.
you know whats weird ? im talking to myself basically, but I feel like im talking to someone. its kind of comforting, in a way. its lonely, but all I wish is to be able to go somewhere to talk without burdening others. I hate that. nobody needs to know about how I am, its not important and they dont need to worry.
ive always been this way, I dont think theres been a time in my life where I haven't been begging to end everything. amongst many attempts, still here. I just am really bad at dying.
theres so much to say and I cant even think. my mind is disgusting, horrible and absolutely terrifying but I cant seem to say anything on my mind.
anyways, I feel like thats enough for now. I feel bad for my notes having to deal with this. im sorry, notes.
goodbye, see you tomorrow, probably.
am I supposed to sign my name ? hmm idk ill just do it not like anyones seeing this anyways
-sabrine
BINABASA MO ANG
dear notes;
Short Storya pov of a desperate girl going to her notes app to vent about everything wrong, starts off with not much detail but as the pages go on, the story does too.
