I'm Mentally Ill. It's All I'll Ever Be

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Nothing is making sense anymore. It's like my world has glitched. So many questions, so many answers I need to find. I'm drowning in my own sorrow. Everyday I'm pouring my soul out to no one. I'm ready for peace. I'm ready for the nothingness that lies beyond this life. I'm losing this battle. The battle I've been fighting since I was a little girl. The battle against my own brain. I can't keep up this facade. I'm not a happy person anymore. Nothing pulls me out of my head anymore. Talking to another human being these days takes every bit of energy I saved up. I want to be in others company, to laugh, have conversations. Just anything without my mentality being broken. I can't though. I can't do anything anymore. My heart is hurting, my head is spinning. I want it to end. I'm never going to be more than my illnesses.

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