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trying to feel like me again
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Erin
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Jun 02, 2018 11:12PM

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I allowed a dog to become my coping mechanism for your absence. I allowed myself to pet her and to play with her and to laugh with her to distract myself from how your voice was no longer around. I didn't want to think about how the house was starting to become more and more quiet, how if I paid close enough attention I could hear myself breathing. I didn't want to hear my breathing because then I'll panic and then I'll stop breathing and gods, this is so freaking hard. And now that dog is gone and you're gone and everything is leaving and nothing is the same anymore and so I keep writing all these sentences that run on too long, waiting and waiting and waiting for something, for someone, that'll never come back. I think that that's why I stay up at night, at night it's supposed to be quiet. I can pretend that you're still there and that nothing has disappeared and like the old problems of me not getting enough sleep is all that matters is the only thing that's wrong as if my depression hasn't gotten worse, as if my anxiety hasn't started to squeeze the fingers it has long had wrapped around my throat, tighter and tighter and tighter and tighter. I can't do this anymore. I fucking love you and it feels like you don't even know that anymore and I'm sorry. I wish I could really talk to you.

So I kinda really want to die right now like I haven't felt this way in awhile and it hurts so freaking bad because I have so much to live for and I should stop wanting to die and I should be focused on fixing myself but I'm not and I can't. And I seriously need mental help right now but I can't get it and I think my mom might be pushing back getting me into counseling or doing anything with me because of how bad her health is right now and I understand that and I want her to take care of herself but I don't think I can handle it being pushed back for too long. I'm sorry. Because of this terrible feeling, I'm leaving Goodreads. I'm too depressed to be on here and nothing is fun anymore and I hate everything I post. I haven't responded to my roleplays in forever that people probably think I never will and it hurts because I kept saying I was coming back and it's something I love doing, but my mindset is so terrible right now that I honestly can't be on here anymore. I'm not deleting my account, I'm just not going to be on. I don't know for how long. I guess I'm going to focus on writing or reading those books that I'm supposed to be reviewing that I've ignored. I can't be on here, though, besides to post reviews and of course I'll probably still answer messages since they show up in my email so feel free to send me one if you ever need someone to talk to, although my responses may not be super quick. Anyways, I wish y'all the best in life and thanks for being awesome. I love ya :)







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