- Username
- Anonymous_anon
- Date posted
- 38w ago
No one understands
No one would ever understand how it is to be me. I’m in an endless loop. My mind finds new ways to bully me. I’m exhausted and all I can do is cry cry cry. This isn’t the way to live
No one would ever understand how it is to be me. I’m in an endless loop. My mind finds new ways to bully me. I’m exhausted and all I can do is cry cry cry. This isn’t the way to live
I definitely sympathize with how exhausting it is having cyclical thoughts that try to tear you down and make you devalue yourself. Crying is so justified when something that painful feels inescapable. It’s clichéd, but it sometimes helps me to remember what comes up must come down, so the opposite must be true too, right? Wishing you peace from your brain bully and a brighter day ahead ☀️
Even when people show empathy towards others no one really does know exactly how someone is specifically suffering, unfortunately that is just life . Most people and their problems are unique to them. There is a certain amount of general understanding. But everyone has to be the best version of themselves for themselves and after that assistance to others is good to pursue.
That is me right now too. I’m sorry you’re going through this too. I know it isn’t a huge comfort but you’re not alone.
This is me 100%. My mind latches to anything to convince me I’m not a good person. So sorry you’re experiencing this too. I am sure a better days will be here soon. Hugs. ❤️
If there is nothing to obsess on I create something. It's exhausting.
No girl I definitely feel you
Me right now
Sometimes when I post and don’t get any replies, I get extremely paranoid that im the only one with this problem and that no one can help because they don’t understand what im going through and just find me crazy, and I start thinking im a traitor to this app and that i’m just deranged. I feel like a lost cause and im scared that if I tell anyone what I went through, they’ll just be driven away from me and avoid me. It makes me feel so isolated and depressed.
I can’t stop crying because I can’t find joy in anything. I’m trying to distract my mind before I have my 15 min, free phone call tomorrow but I just keep crying. I hate this feeling so much, I want to go to my mom and ask for reassurance that I’m okay and I’ll be fine but I don’t want her to ask me what I’ve been thinking lately. I’m afraid it’ll cause me an even bigger panic attack or something. My brain is searching for some type of reassurance that I’ll be okay, but I can’t find it. I keep thinking no one will understand me and that they’ll think I’m crazy. Anyways, I’ll try to sleep.
I feel and I think differently to others. Broad and vast. Even in a crowd I can feel alone. I long for others to understand me, but if that meant them suffering a fraction of what I do, I'll burden this anguish alone in silence, with a smile wider than my heart can bear. My scars runs deep and my love deeper still. I will hold the line between my hell and the angels around me. Its not what I owe them, its what I don't.
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