May 4, 2018
i think I’ve almost reached my limit. The days of loneliness and nonstop thinking have left me so worn down.

I’m so far into a corner. It takes everything I have not to scream and run. The only comfort I have is the idea that this can’t go on. That it will be over soon.

It’s like since early childhood there was this creeping doom following me. It would peek out every now and then. But as you age you are cornered more and more with every decision you make to run from the truth. And soon enough you’re trapped.