I'm not sure at all why I am such a great failure. I am truly my own greatest disappointment. I am always guaranteed to fail even with relentless effort. My effort is always nothing, it's just in vain. I'm tired and unhappy, my stupid expectations. I am my greatest obstacle, will I ever learn to overcome myself? Will I ever learn myself? Sometimes I feel like going back to the mental hospital, sometimes I think I should be placed there permeantly. I would never, ever dream of hurting anyone, I am not dangerous. I am only dangerous to myself on occasion. I tell myself hurtful things and make me believe them, I punish myself by avoiding things that make me happy. Very little makes me happy any more, thanks to my depression. I am loveless, I have accepted my fate. My fate is cruel but I know much more, and I know much less. And knowledge is truly painful and ignorance is truly bliss.
Wicked Alyce · Wed Mar 06, 2013 @ 05:16am · 0 Comments |