dannyboy65
Well-known member
I don't sleep anymore, I don't eat. I eat about one meal a day and run on about 4 hours of sleep everyday. I don't have any motivation to do anything anymore. Around others I wear a mask, a mask of happiness, around others I'm the happiest guy. But the cold hard truth is I'm suffering inside. It's hard to keep down food, it's hard to just lay down.
When I shut my eyes to try and sleep images flash fast and screaming rings in my head. I grab my head to try and make it stop it never does. My parents could never understand my mind. I've tried to explain it to them more then once and they think I'm crazy, they then shove pills down my throat. I feel alone, I really do. My best friend wouldn't understand either he doesn't suffer from mental illness. I don't want to tell my life coach. I know he cares a lot about me. I just don't want to see him hurt.
I find it's hard to breath, like I'm always being suffocated. I want to be alone, but at the same time, I don't. I don't want to bring others down with me, I want them to be happy. The only joy I've been having was with my volunteering, the only time I feel I have a purpose. But other then that I don't have much of a life.
I didn't want to write any of this. I feel like I'm failing, I feel defeated. I was doing so well and I'm always so positive. But for weeks now I'm getting destroyed more and more everyday. I don't even look forward to the goals I set myself. I dread the future, I want to forget everything. I'm sorry for anyone that took the time to read this. I don't want to be negative, I just wanted to write.
When I shut my eyes to try and sleep images flash fast and screaming rings in my head. I grab my head to try and make it stop it never does. My parents could never understand my mind. I've tried to explain it to them more then once and they think I'm crazy, they then shove pills down my throat. I feel alone, I really do. My best friend wouldn't understand either he doesn't suffer from mental illness. I don't want to tell my life coach. I know he cares a lot about me. I just don't want to see him hurt.
I find it's hard to breath, like I'm always being suffocated. I want to be alone, but at the same time, I don't. I don't want to bring others down with me, I want them to be happy. The only joy I've been having was with my volunteering, the only time I feel I have a purpose. But other then that I don't have much of a life.
I didn't want to write any of this. I feel like I'm failing, I feel defeated. I was doing so well and I'm always so positive. But for weeks now I'm getting destroyed more and more everyday. I don't even look forward to the goals I set myself. I dread the future, I want to forget everything. I'm sorry for anyone that took the time to read this. I don't want to be negative, I just wanted to write.