more difficult than you would even want to imagine. I don't want to discuss it. If you want to know more about me I have written them in my experiences. They are not written out as a litany of events, rather highlights of events. I have done my best to convey my message and...
"I'm fine." I say it when I mean it; I say it when I mean the opposite.
Because, let's face it - when someone asks how I'm doing, it's not polite to say "Inside my head, a blood-curdling scream is drowning out my thoughts."
So instead, I say "I'm fine."
I just want a chance to mope, be sad and so I can get over it. It's not something I've told anyone about and nor do I want to. It's just exhausting keeping it all bottled up and being "happy" all the time. I just want to be on my own and to deal with it.
I wield my "I'm fine" like a shield, protecting my heart and my sanity, keeping the pain locked away in some secret location I never visit. Those of you who have been strong for too long, who have held back too many tears, who have woken up with drenched pillows or waited for...
..gets harder and harder each time it crosses my lips and out of my mouth......I am not fine...I am struggling and fighting with pain in my heart, my soul and my mind, not all broken .....Trapped like an animal in a cage, just waiting for that door to spring ne, wanting to be...
and fake a smile...but I'm sick of nobody noticing that I am obviously not "fine." Are my friends really that dumb that they don't notice? Or do they notice and just chose to ignore it? I tried to explain what is going on with me to one of my friends, but I don't think she...
to myself and when anyone ask me I just say I'm fine. i just feel there is no need to talk about what i feel and sometimes i tell myself that why not I try to share it with others maybe I'll feel better but After I share it it's just doesn't make any different in fact I regret...
Sometimes…when I say "I'm fine”, I want someone to look into my eyes and say "Tell the truth"
Does anyone REALLY care how I’m feeling?
To make it easier on everyone involved I say “I’m fine”…”I’m ok”…”I’m good”
In the end I don’t think it really...
People always ask that
How are you?
If I answered truthfully I'd say:
On the verge of tears
On the verge of a nervous breakdown
Like giving up
I'm just a burden
A bother to people
Never good enough
"I'm fine thanks, how are you?" It rolls off the lips so smoothly and is so much easier than going into it. Well, I am fine today, thanks, but I haven't been for most of the last week. Something's been bothering me.
We had a death in my family at the beginning of last week...
I dont want to be a burden. I wish i could do it myself. I know i cant do it myself, but i dont have anybody to tell... Exept my parents, but they never listen...
Sometimes i wish the world made me feel important and loved.
I feel ignored.
who was taught her mother's mantra, or more so, drilled into her 6 year old mind... "do not tell."
"Do not tell that I left you alone overnight, while I went off with a man to drink and do the things 'adults' do."
"Do not tell you haven't eaten anything except bread with...
your face and it's only there to hide the pain you say your fine but your struggling to get by and when you shut the lights out and silence surrounds you that's when the tears come from your eyes everybody needs a hand to hold once in a while everyone needs a reassurance it will...
who texts me to see how I'm doing... What people don't know is I'm a total mess. I'm behind in school which wasn't entirely my fault and now I'm having trouble getting caught up and finding the motivation to get out of bed everyday. I try to pull off the fact that I'm ok after...
.. Mirror, mirror help me when I cry front of u... Mirror, mirror I don't need for better life instead I need a long rest... Mirror, mirror is this side effect of dying? Can't you understand ? What you show is killing me...
when asked how we are, even though we're not. Yet, when a friend who is obviously not "fine" says it to us, how many of us take the time to insist, to ask how are you really? How many of us care enough to tell that friend: "Come on, this is me you're talking to. What's wrong...
Arthur: [after Arthur's cut off both of the Black Knight's arms] Look, you stupid B@st@rd. You've got no arms left.
Black Knight: Yes I have.
King Arthur: *Look*!
Black Knight: 'TIS BUT A FLESH WOUND
A pin ***** in the heart.
just a tiny thing.
but enough to make me worry...
I am going to laugh, it will be forced.
I am going to let my mind wander, it will always choose you.
I am going to hurt, in the shadows where none can see.
I am breaking and I have not the strength nor the willpower to hold myself together.
I hate my past. I hate my present. I hate everything I am. I go to bed every night wishing i can find 'my people' to fine love and magic. I feel as though I am not living and as though I am living in a dream I can't tell what is reality anymore. I starve myself because I am fat...