Creeping into town

Am I going to be happy with this

It’s okay.

That feeling of being torn.

I wish I had that feeling too.

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Somehow, I’m here

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I guess I just haven’t been happy.

No matter how many times I pieced myself together as though I am fine, I kept falling apart, again and again. Trying to keep it together.

Last couple of days I was in the worst mood, that it manifest itself into physical form….(I got sick). It was combination of anxiety and anger and sadness and it formed itself into one giant ball of emotions. At a point I felt like giving up medic. I was just waiting to talk myself out of it, and waiting and waiting till couple days go by. I didn’t breathe out a word to anyone as I was waiting. I didn’t want to write or say anything cause I don’t want to admit it. As long as I don’t acknowledge it, its not true. Until today. I finally admit how I felt. I want to give up.