I want to fight for us. But I’m too scared. He doesn’t want to fight for us…. or maybe he does- maybe he is just too scared as well…. I don’t know what to say; if i blurt it out then I risk making a fool of myself- but maybe, just maybe he needs to know how i really feel.
Its a romantic gesture right? If he doesn’t agree with me, then time to move on…. maybe that’s the closure I need- I’m sick of wondering ‘what could be’
I don’t wish to be melodramatic…. But sometimes that dog is just so big I don’t know what to do.
I’m so tired. So tired of being tired. That’s it. That’s all I can say.
I know I’m reaching out for help but I dont know who to call.
No, I’m not okay. No, i don’t want to talk about it. Why can’t anyone understand?
I’m not even angry, or confused, I don’t even think I’m sad. I’m just empty, I’m trying to fill my holes with food and alcohol, its not working and I just end up hating myself even more. I’m so lonely all the time.