miércoles, 18 de marzo de 2020
fuck
Fuck
A veces la depresión me consume
Tengo que reparar mi teléfono
Tengo que comprar una nueva laptop
Tengo que sobretodo conseguir un trabajo y ahorrar orar diferentes cosas
Me siento inútil
Incapaz de hacer cualquier cosa bien
Incapaz de pensar o crear algo que valga la pena
Simplemente estoy en blanco en todo
No funcino bien no conecto nada
Solo conecto mi cabeza a una bala que no existe
No sirvo para nada
No tengo futuro acá ni en ningún lugar si no puedo pensar ni salir de mi propio hueco
Qué me persigue como una sombra pesada rayada
lunes, 16 de marzo de 2020
sábado, 14 de marzo de 2020
miércoles, 11 de marzo de 2020
I've been pretty insecure of myself
Doubting if I'm even suited to a functional lifestyle if I ever will have a paying job and like it and will survive here and not have to return even though I was miserable there life seemed easier and I really need to feel like I'm worth something
Like I could do stuff good and been payed for it
Sometimes my anxiety overcomes me and doesn't let me act and everything I do seems so meaningless and stupid as if I'd never achieve anything and I'll be miserable and have an unfulfilled life and if I choose to be happy I'll starve anyways and always wondering if I took the right path what would have been like to study something like veterinary or something related to animals would I be less anxious? Why I've to be like this and don't like anything about how I am right now and be so pitiful and useless
I had to take a pill and they're going to run out and here I am without money for therapy hahah just kill me
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