#sad

Since I forgot what day I'm on (There's a long gap between each entry) I'm just gonna start with random titles. Not that anyone reads these. Things have been....weird. Thats the best way to describe it. The sudden want to talk to me, from cosmic soul. We message every day now. I mean dont get&hel...

All I can think about is the fact that no matter what I do, I am not enough. I have struggled so much these last 6-8 months. I have been so terribly depressed. The worst part is when you admit to it. I'm sick of seeing these stupid TikTok/FB etc trends of "mental health education" when…

He and I were supposed to have a whole week together, without burdens pushing him down. But it didn't end up that way. So this is a not I wrote to him but haven't given it to him, I don't think it's wise.   ~*~**~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~* I'm sad and disappointed. That was ou...

Today, on a day where I needed extra reassurance, he finds a fucking YuGiOh Sim on SL and spends the whole fucking day on that.   Didn't even say a proper good night like we always do.  And when I hung up on him on Discord he didn't even notice.  Tomorrow he has DnD.  He's a…

I'm sorry. Im sorry I said that. You mean so much to me. You shouldn't be dragged down into my misery. I know you arent mad. and I know you wont hold it against me. But I want to make it up to you. You deserve better than to have me as your friend and…

...At least that's what it feels like. Everyone was ok with my presence till I turned eighteen. Born poor is really tough. I never, ever wanted to make my family feel pressured to provide me with education...so I chose the cheapest education I could get and I sacrificed my sleep to study and stud...

Today I laid on the bathroom floor. I pressed my cheek against the cold white tiles and listened to the muffled sounds of my dad and my brother fighting downstairs. And the time paused. It paused for a while and the whole time it was paused the muffles in my ear never went away. I’m…

I've been feeling that yearly empty feelings where everything is numb and not real. I'm getting more and more tired everyday but I'm trying to be better. I feel as if at 17 years old i need to know what to do with myself but i dont and its hard and I feel like I'm…

The quietness of madness, of sorrow, of otherness. How it spirits you away to a place of silent tears and roaring shame, terror of the future. Is it madness to fear what lies under my medication? To know what’s on the other side? To wonder from time to time? I just want to sob into…

I cannot maintain this account any longer. I need the cash. I will be on Prosebox as VelveteenRabbit. Sorry and goodbye!