Not that I actually will but the idea that it's an option feels like more control than anything else so it's a little comforting.
Not that I actually will but the idea that it's an option feels like more control than anything else so it's a little comforting.
I'll get better, I know I will, but trying to accept that feels like accepting a part of me is dying first, before the rest. I guess I'll have to figure out how to deal with that as it happens.
I'll get better, I know I will, but trying to accept that feels like accepting a part of me is dying first, before the rest. I guess I'll have to figure out how to deal with that as it happens.
But those parts of me are real right now, if i get better it means I lose them.
But those parts of me are real right now, if i get better it means I lose them.
That sick feeling is part of me, packing the gaps in my sense of self.
That sick feeling is part of me, packing the gaps in my sense of self.