help

I’m scared to be me

when regular me is a struggling disappointment, a lie at best

the person I know myself for, someone I truly hate at times.

the social anxiety is at a new low.

not new, just a different kind of low,

that kind of exhausted breaking apart kind of low.

 

do you ever feel so incapacitated, so empty, so meaningless so in pain

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