this year has been perhaps the most exhausting and draining year i’ve ever experienced and i wish i had the strength to pull something positive out of myself for the new year but all i can think of is how badly i cannot do this again
While everyone is celebrating a new year, I'll be looking up at the sky with silent tears knowing the real victory was surviving a year no one saw me fight.
There’s a certain kind of sadness that doesn’t make you cry; it just sits quietly in your chest, heavy and unmoving. You learn to laugh through it, to pretend you’re fine, but deep down, you feel the emptiness where someone used to be.