Friday, 25 February 2011
feb/25/2011
today was a "good" day i guess you could say no self harm and didnt really think about it. tryed to keep myself as busy as possible but not as im alone my brain starts thinking . oh stupid night how i dread the darkness, being alone. thats when im at my worst . when the fight to awake in the morning lingers the quiet brings nothingness everythings so still, how i dread that silience it feels like a knife sabbing into my soul as i wait for the sun to rise so i again can put on that smile and go into the world pretending im fine,,ive go so good atlying people dont even ask questions anymore, everyone thinks im perfectly fine,,sometimes i wonder if anyone can see past all thats fake or if anyone even cares too cuz so far it seems they could careless.
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Glad to see that some days are a bit better than others. It helps to move on to the next one maybe.
ReplyDeleteI don't think people could see behind the fake face - not that they can't but:
or they are afraid not knowing what to say to you or what to do
or they assume if you are not well you would talk to them.