I’m feeling so sad and people keep telling me my life isn’t that bad but I can feel my chest rotting and my heart is heavy like a rock. It’s hard for me to get out of bed, and even harder for me to talk. I’m pale and small and haven’t seen the light in ages, I leave my tears on all my journal pages, I’m sad. I’m sad. I’m sad. I want to be okay, but right now I feel like this pain is here to stay.
