April 19, 2026
Dear Diary, I'm staying up tonight. I don't know what for. I'm too lazy to sleep. I just want the world to stop, mainly. I want things to stop moving. I hate that I'm falling back into my suicidal thoughts when for the longest time I knew I wanted desperately to live. Last night things hurt badly and all I could do was cry for the pain that I was putting myself through voluntarily. There's not enough time in the day. I cannot emphasize enough how truly disgusting I feel about myself when I can barely force myself to do even the least productive of my hobbies. I allow myself to be lazy and drown in work that I need to do. I hate this cycle. I hate that I am unmedicated and have nobody to turn to. I want someone to tell me what's wrong with me. I want chemicals for my head. When I feel okay again I rarely remember how bad the "bad" actually feels.
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