Hira's Dear Diary

Dear Diary, My loved ones just asked me if I'm okey.  But how can I tell them I'm not and I never will be. Even with him by my side, I'm not okey. I have depression, anxiety and more and it's easier wit him by my side but I was like this before

Dear Diary, I'm just lazy, right? That's what everyone tells me, what I heard so often now.  But they don't know the Fight I am fighting every day. I should just pull through and keep a Job, but they don't know that every morning I open my eye

Dear Diary, Im looking inside the Mirror and... I can't recognize the person standing in front of it.  It's not me, or I don't want her to be me. Because She will destroy me.  I don't even know if this World is real or not. Everything feels

Today is one of these days where my thoughts don't leave. Not for one second.  Im tired, I actually want to sleep but I can't...I'm being tortured by myself. How am I supposed to save anyone else when I can't even save myself

Dear strangers, Sometimes life brings together people who need each other. In this case, it seems life is bringing us together.Because I see my pain in your words, in your hearts. My thoughts in yours. We are scattered all over the world, and yet

Grandpa,Sometimes I wish I knew what you were thinking. What you had thought.Would you be proud of me? Or disappointed? Would you be happy? Would you be happy for me, or do you know something I don't? These thoughts often occupy my mind, especial

I don't try to kill myself.  I just try to escape it all

I feel so much right now and at the same time nothing.  I just want to give up. I can't keep going. It's to hard, im not that strong anymore.

Its scary. These feelings, these thoughts.  I can't tell if these are even my feelings. It's like im here but someone else is telling me how to feel,what to do.  At the same time there is just darkness, silence, a room in my head where Time doesn't

Dear Diary, I am scared. Really scared.  It's getting worse again, my anxiety, everything. The last 4 Weeks I was in an Internship, in a Kindergarten. It is really nice there, I have fun working with the kids and all but last Thursday I sta

Stranger and I  Live is a mystery. In good as in bad ways.  I looked so often into the night sky, wondering if u feel the same, if u are thinking about me, about us.  But little did I know..that it wasn't u, but a stranger I shared the sky with

Dear Diary, How do I let go of feelings for someone important to me? For someone who stood by me in my darkest hours and was my light. The feelings I have for him are special, something different. I wouldn't call it love, but longing, passion