I’m sick and tired of not being enough for anybody. I’m tired of pretending I’m happy every single day. I’m tired of my parents making me feel like I’m the problem. I can’t even tell my therapist how I’m feeling in fear that my parents will find out. I’m tired of living. I want it all to end. I want this feeling of dread to leave me the f**k alone.
Hey, it’s alright to feel this way. I’m not good with therapy like I used to be but you’re not alone, okay? Take all the time that you need to <3 we love you and care.