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I saw her again
In my dreams
Silent
We didn't speak
She was just out of reach
Why?
Does this mean anything?
Is she the one?
Why has she been on my mind for so long
So many damn years
An estimate of 12 years on my mind
They say that she is pretty
And sweet
I hope to see her one day
I did though
I glanced at her once this year at some event
She was with a friend
But she was beautiful
The fair lady in my dreams
Barely in reach
I barely know her anymore but still she stays on my mind
When we were younger she gave me a letter
I lost it
We would walk hand in hand sometimes
As children
When I was older I would try to finish class early to get a glimpse of her as she left
Maybe I'm just creepy
Or I'm in love
Or I'm a fool
Either way
I keep seeing her
Once I dreamt of her.
It was different
We were hand in hand
And going into a masjid
Dry ass phone
I'm tripping balls right?
My phone ain't always supposed to be full of texts right?
My friends are just busy right?
Cus
I went to the mall today
Struggling along
Cus my legs were aching like a bitch
Called up three friends
Non answered
Got my haircut
Then I finally called my friend who spoke to me as I hauled it back home
Why do I feel lonely?
What the fuck is up with that
Surely
Surely people have it worse than me
Right?
I fucking hate myself
FUCK
I am a 16 year old loser
The toll is to be full filled
Every cut is a reminder
Of how pathetic
And weak
And useless I am
I cut too deep
I won't die
But theres quite the lot of blood
There's blood on my hands
Good god there's blood on my hands
I wrote something bad
We live in an age where loyalty is fickle
I don't think my friends fw me anymore
I'm too judgemental
and I act like an expert on relationships despite not being in one
Yup
Imma put some distance
still not really happy
I want my bike
It feels like freedom
going out and riding without a care in the world
the best part is the rush on a steep down hill
wind in your hair
music blaring
I like it
I'm still fat
The camera makes everything look worse
Teenage love seems like a scam
I've talked about it a lot
but
I crave it
I wanna be loved by another women
But I'm here
so
yeah
I don't feel okay
i have no purpose
no
I have some faint image of a purpose
but now
there's nothing
I am away from god
I am a blind man walking a dark path
I am weak
I succumb to my carnal desires
I am lazy
wrathful
disrespectful
under the sarcastic jerk or the maybe funny, timid and shy boy may be something ugly
I am an ugly person
I am manifesting ugliness
i think about my death at the hands of myself
I wrote that putrid piece on myself
I sit in a seat
in an empty room
typing
i feel
lonely
I still remember my last appointment with the therapist
promising to return when my exams concluded
I never did
It was just a few weeks of therapy
I know not of its quality
There were just words
I didn't need words
I NEEDED A VOICE
I WANTED MY VOICE TO BE HEARD
Not to drone on about jargon for 20 minutes while not sticking to the times given
ffs
I just want to talk a
about me
how im not fucking okay
im not happy
therapy never FUCKINGG WORK
I cut myself
I still waste myself
I still feel alone
I don't have a fucking clue about what im doing from day to day
i dont feel happy
what the fuck do I do
maybe its my fault
maybe I dug this pit to wollow in
because most of it is
its my fault
but then i have no right to say so because that would mean that I'm "feeling sorry for myself"
I dont know what to fucking do
what do I do
what
jjjdjdjj
FUCK
I want to go back to therapy
i seem to be manifesting misery
I pray that it doesn't lead to my death
strange
I tallied without a need
I shut the computer
picked the blade up and made some shallow gashes
hmmm
I wonder if they pay back my tally or this is a new development
I guess this is the new chapter of self harm
and that razor is mighty effective in ushering me in
I don't know if i'm depressed or anxious
prefer not to label myself
But it was weird when my mother stalked my reposts
then comes to me point blank in the morning at breakfast and asks me in front of my father, "aRe U dEpResed?"
like wtf
almost seemed to be mocking or accusatory
I didn't like it
especially when she goes on about the issues of mental health
and I don't bring that shit up with my father
he's more reserved about it
and was against me getting therapy
I swear
one day i'll crack
I've held my tongue
a lot
one day
it will come crashing down
what?
I will swear them all bluemurder?
anyways
one day I'll crash out on them all.
anyways
gn
It happened
It fucking happened
I remember it
I remember that night
"I'll scream"
"Then I'll never talk to you again"
I remember it
I FUCKING REMEMBER IT
FUCK
FUCK
I've had it locked away
But now I remember it
What the fuck
I'm so close to you
But you did that
Why?
Why?
Fuck you
For that
Fuck you
I'll be nice to you
But I'll resent you for it
You fucking prick
I still remember it
I still remember
You bitch
You fucking did that to me
Why did you do that
Why
Why?
Huh?
We were kids
Let's see
I did that
And that
And then sat on my phone till 3qm
This is very healthy ๐
Fuck my life
Time to gym
Decent workout
I might not really gel with the whole mentzer plan but I can integrate and work it into my routine
I'm a fucking waste of space, time and money
Maybe I'll end it to spare everyone the trouble
I just need some pills
I am a waste
That report is going to come out and then they will all see how much of a fuck up I am
I am a fuck up and a waste
Maybe that writing will come. True
Maybe
Maybe the last thing they'd need to waste money on would be my funeral
Or make me disappear
Let me ruin myself without needing to be everyone else's problem
Yeah
Disappear
Or maybe I'm being dramatic
It's performative
So that I can get sympathy points
I'm a dumbass
A stupid dumbass
I'm a fuck up
I'm a fuck up
And I am filth
call me an asshole
maybe I don't understand
But why do my friends always cancel on me?
wtd
wtf
At this point i'm just going to have coffee by myself
I'm forcing it
I ain't got nothing better to do so i but in with everyones life
she'll be okay
he is fine
I am okay
everything is fine
Also I think I soured shit with jason
mb twin
or maybe he's just busy
I've been judgemental
god
what do I do
they don't need to pitch up
it's okay
they have lives
I should like such a fucking cornball
Fuck it
what the fuck must i do
not my place to clean up their lives
they are responsible for themselves
they wanna not show up
fuck em
they're busy
I'm getting a job
fuck it
I just have me
and my online life
i'm fine
my loser online life
I give up
I give up
I'll be fine by myself
Less stress
I'll bitchfit to myself about my problems
Fuck em
You're pathetic
You are pathetic
Inconsiderate
You're so fucking inconsiderate and rude
Attention seeker
"Oh, nobody wants to hand out with me. Let me cut myself and sob like a bitch go make it all feel better"
You fucking prick
Go to sleep
They have lives
Move on
.
He knows now. I think it hurt him to see this.
I apologize
It's better that you saw this now
It's better that I came clean and acknowledged that thing up there
Just tell no one
No one must know
Not yet
Unmotivated
Hm
If we are to grow in the gym them we must do high intensity
High intensity and commitment to the exercise
It was quite a day
and i was tired
so I laid in my bed
and
I looked over as the rain came down gentle and I reach for the pillow
and hugged it
I imagined her
but the memory foam could not mimic her body or touch
As i stroked the air I imagined for a moment that it was a her long raven hair.
even though it was nothing
I held
nothing
But my mind ran on
and on
thinking of what I were to say to her
then I turned over as my delusions subsided
I felt the fat at my side and my paunch
I was disgusted
and I know she would be too
I am still a fat boy
I am fat
and i am longing for love
Even when it feels like I am a pervert or an obssesive creep
if she were to ever read this just know that
I never meant to be creepy
But everyday I wait you occupy my mind
I feel as if your home is in my soul
but the soul is vacant
I hope that one day my lips may utter all that my heart has to say
Even though we have never spoken in all those years I still remain as cupids fool
I still remember you as the beautiful dove who would walk down the stairs with me when we were children
I don't know if your heart is taken
but mine is reserved
through my delusions
just for you
god
I feel so lonely rn
and I feel like a bit of a cornball tbh
I am fortunes fool
Never too good
never too bad
But enough to feel like a fuck up
again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And now we cut
Again
And again
And again
Because we are weakc
Because what the fuck am I doing
With my life
Why cant I have peace
Why can't I be happy
Why does it come back
The addiction
It is killing me
It ruins me
Dayc
After fucking day
And I hate it
I need help
I am sick
I need help
I need help
Help me
I can't face this fucking disease alone
I tallied myself too many times
The cuts are shallow
Which makes it easier to do around
10 or so at a time
I think
I tallied 20 times
Because you just pass the razor
Again
And again
Scabs upon scars and wounds upon scabs
I am a sick man
I need help
I can't live like this
I don't want to live like this anymore
My head hurts
It's on my mind every single day now
I can't forget about it
It's doesn't make me scared
Doesn't make me cry or flinch
It's been a memory that has now reared it's ugly head out once more
And now it plays on my mind
The words
Burnt into memory
"I'll scream"
And if you ever see this one day
Or will see this
Then know
I will hate you
Every
Single
Fucking day
Because you had no right to do that
You fuck
I hope you die
I've dissapointed enough
It's fine if I die a coward
If I go to hell
I wasn't good
I was never good
As I write this I think of what my mother would say if she read this
"Stop feeling bad for yourself"
"Your life is fine"
"Change your mindset"
Easier said than done
I don't know why I fuck up in school
I say it's the phone but even when I take it away I just sit there
I'm unmotivated
Even as I set goals for myself
I was promised books
Yet I never lifted a damn finger
I hate that im so lazy and unmotivated
And then I keep sitting on my ass, doing jack shit
Lol
That's why I should just save everyone the suspense
It would be better if the last expense they pay for me would be the funeral
Let them cry it out and be rid of me
Because what am I?
16 year old
Overweight
Victim
Does jack shit with his life
Dissapoints
Has money thrown at him for what?
Just end it
I don't need more holidays
Or clothes
Or anything
I know if my parents were reading this they would be rolling their eyes to the back of their heads.
Probably because I've said this shit ever since I've had my first bouts of whatever the fuck this all is
The only difference now is that I'm down with a sickening addiction
Fuck
I hate it all
I think I found out that she had a boyfriend this year
Dunno
Kinda sucked
Not my prerogative
To tell her who or who not to date
But ig
I'll wait
I can't delude myself into thinking that I'll get married
My mother wants grandchildren
I don't think I'll be able go give her that
Lol
What women wants to date me?
No seriously
What fucking dumbass
Wants to marry or fall in love with me?
Chopped fucker with a dull personality
I'm a loser
Who bitches about his life
Despite having a pretty good one
...
Fuck me
I've had it good
Despite a few things
I've had a good life
I've had
Yes
Had
No
Have
Had
Have
Hmmm
Words
The words mean a lot
Why am I like this
Why
Why
Why do I feel like this
Speak like this
Why do I talk of slitting my wrists and partially meaning it
Why do I cut and tally
Why do I hate myself
Fix them
Fix them all
It is your obligation
I'll fix myself later
Maybe
Of maybe the noose will
The razor maybe
Again
It happened again
What
The
Fu k
New stage
Strikes
I will now strike myself on the back with a baton
Maybe I can't train my back for shit but at least now I can beat myself until I gain some sort of a resistence
So that will be fun
Maybe I'll strike those knuckles of mine
I'm grabbing the razor
Wounds over scars
So many fucking cuts
All fucking deserved
All deserved
Deserved
Hits
Cuts
Deserved
I am shit
So much more
Because I am filth
I am filth
I hate myself
And my flesh
FUCK
Help me
Please
I am filthy
Filthy
So fucking filthy
So many cuts
And then blood
Then
Help
I need help
I need to stop this
All of it
All of this shit
Help me
HELP ME
SEE ME
HELP
Horrid blood stained thigh
Punishment leads to the blade
Stained inside and out
Why the fuck am I doing this
I'm scrolling too much
Yep
I'm a fuckup
We ain't gonna make it gng
We gotta give up
Just blow my shit steaight off
Mother told me she would be mad if I kill myself
Guess I would make her mad one more time
I'm do not making it in life
Spiritually
Physically
Mentally
Education wise
I've wasted my life
Fuck me
Cousins moving waaaay better than me
I'm a good kid but I'm useless as a mother fucker
I'm not going to fucking make it in life
I'm screwing up
And I will become a screw up
I'm dying alone
With nothing
In good for nothing
Nope
I ain't killing myself
I'm just being dramatic
But I still not like 100% okay
Fuck it
I'm back to feeling like shit
This day has been a pox on me
Bike tire burst
One of the break calipers broke
No Data
And a clip on my gym bag broke
Fuck my life
How do I help my friends when I can't help myself
Also
My favourite gym attachment broke
So that's another one to my list of bad fortune
Maybe we can fix it
Hm
Still fat
Just wanna be in love
I wanna play with her hair
Do cheesy shit
Cuddle
I wanna be there through the passion and the dry periods
I don't care if we become more like friends
Because I want you to be my companion through life.
Maybe it's you who dances across dreams or nestles in my mind or someone else
I wanna be in love
Not today's love
I don't want a talking stage
Or a situationship
I'm so fucking pathetic
Nope
Fuck this
And then we cut
And cut
So that we can remind ourselves
Until there's a nice splotch of blood
And then we bask in the shit
We ruined it
Like we ruin everything else
Fuck up
Fuck up
Fuck up
I want to cut more
You are fucking disgusting
So fucking numb
Help
Please
Just text me
Please
I'm not okay
Again
I'm not okay again
I know it will be the same shit
I know you've heard the same shit
But man
I'm cutting
And consuming that shit
And now I'm going to hit myself with that baton
Help me
Text me
Check up on me
I'll be honest this time dammit
Please
Staying up all night to un fuck the sleeping schedule
Such a young kid
Who wanted to be a paleontologist
Now cuts himself
Like a fucking fatass
Mother fucker
It was weird when I did the thirty
I had to shave some hair to make space for the cuts.
The hair grows back slower now
Here we go
Hand is a bit jittery
Funny thing about always being the silent child
Or the one who doesn't talk back as much
Is that I long for the day where I can break the silence
Where my silence becomes screams
Where I can tell them everything
Through tears and yells
Sobs and shouts
I can tell them how lonely I am
How my self hatred isn't just a phase
Where I can try to justify my misery
It's weird
How we all try to find means to justify erattic, destructive or negative actions and emotions
Sometimes using our struggles as badge or a free pass
Not saying that all people doing it are bad
Of course there's some way that you can reason with it
But at the end of the day the nature of these negative actions that we try to reason with are just that
Negative
The drugs will still take their toll
The arguing still hurts relationships and people
The lack of performance in fields like work or school still have their consequences
I don't think my mental issues should be impacting my life the way it supposedly is
I should still be better
It's not as bad as others
It's fine
I should be fine
People are lonely
It's normal that friends are busy or unavailable
Maybe the self harm and other thing are problems but it can be mended
And if can't fester at my life like this
I need to be more accountable
I can't hide behind my mental health as justification for not performing well in school
I need to be more self aware that I'm not fucked in the head
But I'm just a lazy person
Who's rude to people
Who lacks manners
And it's weird that I list off all of these problems
And make no effort to fix them
Because i am sort of comfortable in this sea of negativity
Even if I know that one day it may drown me
I still make no effort to swim go shore
Maybe I need to pull myself
Maybe I need to scream for help
But even when I did. Even when I pulled myself ashore
I went back into the water
Whether it was through the thing
Or through a build up of self hatred and loathing
I want solutions
But I want something that I will do or want to do
I've had so many options thrown at me
Turing to God.
Journaling
Finding purpose
(Guess I do this?)
But I half ass it most times
Like I usually do
There's no clear direction in my daily life
I just live
I don't look down at my watch
I just exist
Maybe I'm just surviving
Maybe I'm living as a shell
The side character of the narrative
Just couped up in my head
Drifting in the ocean until it swallows me
Now I've made my pleas
I'm thankful to those who have answered
This entry was better than all the mindless rambling
Reflection over just emoting and moping about
This is better
Healthier I think
Oh look
It's hailing
I love rainy weather
I am discontent with this era of humankind
Given so much and we do so little
Knowledge at our fingertips yet we are all fools
Our ancestors would have pined for the knowledge we have
We have wasted it all
We've allowed ourselves to become sheep
Also
I see the world in a very weird way
I don't know if saying this would make me sound a little bit looney
But I see the world weirdly
Very
Very
Weirdly
Explaining it makes me sound deranged
Don't press me on it or ask
Yes, I'm talking to you
Mr
Anyways
Withdrawals
Sh is goofy as shit dawg. You mean to tell me that I hated myself so much that I carved a fucking "Z" into myself ๐ญ
These scars are weird
And they itch
Hey CL
Anyways
I fucking flopped like usual
Good god
I don't even feel lonely
Or sad
Mad or depressed
I need to feel something at least
Anyways
Uhm
Time to add more to the tally
Ain't seen it in a while
Still
In that wallet
Slightly rusted
From all the blood
Blunt
Oh well
Dunno if I should blurt it out
I know that some of the people I know are here
Well
Fuck it
I'm a useless fucking chuds anyways
Nvm
I'll keep my own journal
I'll code it if I have to
All the more personal shit will go in there
But basically
I've ruined myself
My teens have been a fucking mess
Theres no one to blame but me
I talked to u about it
I'm going to a rehab
but it needs to be under wraps
because its bad
it has ruined my life
and I will forever hate it
until I go back
again
time after time
so bad
right
I literally have an acne breakout
good fucking god
I'm fucked
I don't think i know how to talk to people
I'm just couped up in my corner
I'm not living
wouldn't say I'm survinvg
I'm on autopilot
if i can't fix it
then I am unfixable
If I am lonely
for the rest of my life
there will be no use
Can't even lose weight
can't set a goal
and I am doing nothing
because being useless has it's comforts
damn me
I'm actually a fucking loser
like genualily
a fucking loser
can't fucking spell
fuckkkkkkkkk
addicted to my phone
music
and I can't stop
and I'm not willing
for some fucking reason
maybe I'll leave the internet
one day
I'll do my dramatic leave
have everyone clambered around to wave me off
so I can bathe in all of the fucking attention before going back
like a fucking loser
I am a loser
a loser
loser
loser
loser
loser
loser
loser
fuck my life
what the fuck man
off to sleep for my bitch ass
I still want to be loved
fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck
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Thats how it is with depression. Time starts blurring together
Youll forget what day of the week it is, eventually it wont matter
Everyday just becomes the same cycke
over and over and over
But the cycles keep you going
But I'm not depressed
Some shits going in the new tome
Hmmm
We stand on the shoulders of the struggler
Respect those who came before you
Had two women from different parts of this country not struggled and strived, I would not be where I am
One, a women who worked the factories and rose through total poverty, the over a women of business who had to face the challenges of a bad man.
Clean for nearly a week now
Huh
The scars are fading
Nice
Anyways
Now I just gotta be clean till next Friday
I'm weening off of it
Keep pushing, uz, Iโm so proud of you for being clean this long! 
Thanks man
This night I talked to the walker
We talked and she laughed but her intentions were with another
We laughed until I confessed to her. Then she cried before she reluctantly stayed but it was never the same
Haste will get me nowhere
And I must wait
I also talked to Morgan Freeman, had web shooters that shot out linseed oil and was talking about how superheroes balance religion and morality with the fact that some of them having near godly power
Strange dream
Itโs because of that phone
fairs
Iโm so cool. I should be a therapist
First payment is only two cheez berger
Fucking hell
What to do with my friend
Don't fucking know how to help her and it's also a breach of my morals
4 days
Music is playing
YAYYY!!!
2 days break
We'll repeat for like two more weeks before
Then we cut down to 1 days break
Two tears streak down my face tonight as I think about love
I'm scared of not being loved back
Forgotten
Rejected
It's another one of those rants but dammit my heart feels too full
Love will find you. And when you are ready, take it.
Limerance will be the death, of me
Why can't it find me now?
If you always think negatively like this, you will never realize if it happened or not. If you are just living through it instead of actually trying, you will never realize or accomplish what you want. For so long I always wanted a girlfriend, and this break I went out on a date with a girl I have been talking to. I know it can be scary because it also was for me, but love will never come for you in the way you want if you don't want it or don't want to realize you have it already.
There's this girl
I knew her when I was younger
Beautiful girl
And I think of her
How long ago was that? No pressure.
Do you know anyone currently? Lets think about the present
Well
For some reason she's the only I love
I've had flings but nothing stuck
I think it's an obsession at this point
If you think it is getting bad, I'd recommend you seek therapy.
Obsessions aren't healthy.
Planning on it
That is a good start
If you really put your mind to it, even when it seems hard, you will get there.
Always remember that just by knowing that you need therapy you are already many steps head of people, and that is good.
Also need to look into other things
Oldest cure on the internet for sadness
Cats
Like if I open the door and see her, I'm happy
But I open the door and there's just kittens?
I'm dying of happiness
I need to get bigger
Bigger muscles
Higher weights
Yes
That is my goal
To be big
Finally doing a therapy session tomorrow
Two hours
There's a lot to talk about
Also forgot to thank the kind fellow for the advice the other night
Thanks fellow
My problem is easier to stave off now that I'm doing the weening
Monday to Thursday
It's peaceful
It's clear
Hey im glad to hear that you are doing therapy
You dont have to start off with everything
Going slow also helps
But thats really good man
Thanks
I just finished up my first session
There was three points
All linked to a larger issue
And there's some healing to do
In a world of madness, the sane may be labeled as crazy.
very good quote!
Baby steps will get you very far in healing
Dont rush yourself or your healing process. Healing takes time and you have plenty of time
6 days
No
5
Today is the off day
But
I don't know if I even wanna indulge anymore
Should I run it through?
I guess I'll run it until my next therapy session
Next week Wednesday is school
Kill me
I'm genuinely stressed
Gotta use my grade 11 marks to apply to uni
And for bursaries
Grade 12 sees whether I get out of school
And I've been floating
I'm so fucking stressed
I can't spiral right now
I just got better