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I don’t want to live like this anymore
I wake up every morning with a weight on my chest, like something is pressing down on me before I’ve even had the chance to start my day.
This isn’t what life is supposed to feel like, is it?
Every moment feels like I’m just going through the motions, trying to get through the day without breaking down completely.
But deep down, I know — I can’t keep living like this.
I never thought I’d get to this place.
I used to be full of life, full of hope, full of dreams.
But now? Now, I just feel like a shadow of who I once was.
Somewhere along the way, I lost myself.
In the fights, in the loneliness, in the quiet moments of feeling unseen and unheard.
In the way my feelings have been dismissed over and over again, until I started believing they didn’t matter at all.
I try to talk, but the words always get twisted.
I say I’m hurting, and somehow, it turns into how I’m not listening enough, not caring enough, not understanding enough. No matter what I do, it’s never enough.
