Sometimes...

...I'm too afraid of myself.
It's the disapproval feedback you get from just everybody else.
Remind yourself that this is stupid...
...but you cry yourself to sleep,
you won't sleep unless you do something about it.
You hate about thinking it.
You used to hate if that will ever happen and you ask yourself,
'what am i going to do now?', 'why did i let this happen?', 'why do i feel so fucked up?'

Then you realise, you need help.


Don't ask. I just wanted to write. It's what i do best, i think.

Ta.
Steph.
xoxo