Paralysis

I hate what’s wrong with me.  I especially hate it when I haven’t leveled off or even when I’m manic.  I already felt like ripping my skin off (not a new feeling), although I think my face brush took off a layer or two so that helped.

I’m not fit to be a mom.  I’m not fit to be a wife.  I’m just a waste of space.

No, nothing is going to happen.  I’ll be fine.  I always am.  These sentences just keep repeating themselves in my head and I had to get them out.  I CAN’T STAND the way I feel sometimes.  And this is such a shit post.  But I’m keeping it.  Not so you feel sorry for me.  I needed to get it out.

I just hate not knowing what I’m actually fit for.

~S

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