i haven't had the time to think things lately so i thought its getting better, i have been improving but the moment i got to take a sigh from life, everything came back to me.
first i thought i have been acting up to make things hard for me, while nothing really happens in
daily life, i still am cautious, acting coward, distancing myself and escaping. i still think i have wrong coping mechanisms and i need to work on it as i cannot do it for life i am left with.
The point still stands at where do i start from, what should i do with myself to
and when i come back to being myself at the end of mania, to confront myself, to confront the fact that i exist in an endless loop of disappointment and it might never end.
has to happen.
there are often times when i read some quotes, some stories, lyrics of a song, lines from some books and start thinking about myself, usually i ignore them as they are not related but once in a time, something so relatable appears, that i get zoned out thinking about it.
ofcourse, but can't help me themselves so at the end, i end up doing it myself so what's the point in asking, i don't even remember one thing i asked any of my friends to do for me because i didn't want to be disappointed by them anymore, and its not only friends,