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Someone pinch me. I request my kids be like this please, but first I request a future with children. If that’s possible? Please? I will love them more than anyone may even dream.
"Never ignore a person who loves you, cares for you, and misses you. Because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars."
What this steals from me: my sense of well being, my warm thoughts, every relationship I’ve ever been in, security while I sleep, my will to live.
What this has given me: a desire to fight for tomorrow, appreciation for anything that makes me smile, a new found love for laughing.
Coming down from the mania is making this seem more cut and dry to me. I’m either happy or I’m not. I’m pleasant or I’m a pain. I can hold a conversation or I drive people away.
Dear, whoever may be listening. I am ready to be through with my never ending nightmare. I will blame no one if you snap my neck in the night. As I depart I will whisper thanks in your ear for setting me free. If there is nothing after life on Earth, I’m sure the people I hurt most in my life will whisper the thanks to you for me. For they deserve the monster inside me far less. Just please make this stop. I don’t want to feel worthless anymore.
"The situation couldn’t be clearer. But what’s not clear is the part I’ll be playing."
It’s starting to feel like I’ll never actually know you. You’re my mystery, or maybe someone else’s, but how am I to be sure?
I am like a self diagnosing nightmare. Maybe if I didn’t point out the depression, it wouldn’t be as strong.
Keeping you all close yet still at a distance. My specialty.
I have had one and a half drinks and I can already feel everything coming back. 2014, I pledge to be sober.