I’m so lonely. I have no friends. No person for me to depend on and have inside jokes with. My mental illness has damaged me and isolated me from the rest of the world. I’m doomed to be alone forever.
i can't shake the feeling that it's already too late for me. like whatever chance i had is long gone, and im just here, stuck, watching life pass me by
i want to live so badly i think. despite all this melancholy & ruminating all i want is to be happy & move on & finally Live & not just survive & feel like my life is only made up of a never ending cycle of trying to heal but not really. i fear i am scared of living