Some things are just yours.
They are in your head. They are whispered in your ears. I need to stop looking to others to “fix”, I’m not fucking broken. As I told my x today, I’ll figure shit out on my own like I’ve always done. I’ve been responsible for myself since I’m 8 and I’ll continue on this path.
Everything is just too much for me, I’ve been crying for over an hour and I’m done. The door is shutting. I can’t do any of this anymore.