And sometimes even in room filled with my loved once, I feel alone.
Like there is something inside me that is pulling me away from the laughter and happy noises.
Like a hand crawling on side of me repetetively reminding me that I'm not worthy of this happiness.
Something in my chest contracts so hard that I almost feel the rip stinging through my eyes untill I'm ten feet deep buried in the ground and I can't hear those happy noises anymore.
I feel alone, so alone.
-sakshi
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