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Sometimes I just have to vent and this is how I do it.
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These thoughts that run through every crevice of my mind. The harmful things that touch and ruin the most precious moments, I can’t stop them. The bad that always overtakes the good. The evil that somehow breaks everything that I once loved. Society has broken my view of perfection. Not only my view of perfection, but it has broken me. Into millions of pieces that will never be able to join back together. I’ll always have these holes in me and I will ache for something that I almost had but never actually did. I’ll crave everything that I do not have and I am somehow tricked into wanting them. What has the world become? This is supposed to be my home where I feel safe yet I walk around constantly thinking and feeling like I’m not enough and I’ll never be good enough. I try to be something that I am not just because when I showed my true self to people they left. They left at the worst time possible and I blame myself for it because I feel like they never actually enjoyed me as a person. Do you know how much that can mess a person up? They know my weakest points and when it suits them, they’ll tear me down to my bare minimum when I’m weak on the ground unable to stand up. I still don’t understand why people get to the level where they have to destroy another person just so that they can feel better. Don’t you find joy in other places in the world? Because I don’t understand how you could find happiness and wholeness in my depression. Please, just explain yourself to me. Please.
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Blog entries by Tam van den Berg
The World’s Eyes (13/04/2018)
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