Life kind of sucks, and I’m sorry I have to say that.
Being stuck in a bad mental space can cause you so many problems.
It can make you feel so lonely, and being lonely can make you feel stuck.
Stuck in a place where no one can hear you cry, where no one can see you hurt and no one can help you by.
Even when a tiny spark of good comes along, a massive rain cloud can screw you over again.
But, I’m being dramatic.
I’ve got friends, I’ve got family. I know I’m cared about.
I think I’m cared about. I hope I’m cared about.
But this is the problem.
You’re stuck in this place. A box you’ve built yourself. No way in and no way out. You’re in this alone.
You did this to yourself.
These kinds of bad days cause the good days to look dim.
You suddenly make yourself afraid to let anyone in.
You look at yourself and think the worst. I’m damaged. I’m broken. I’m not doing good.
Here you are again, back to your old ways. Pushing everyone you love away.
You’re nothing more than just a body of water.
You’re no longer your daddy’s daughter.
Family has become so distant, you’re not even realising you’re the one who caused it.
You’re making yourself worse because that’s what you know. You’re stuck in this loop of feeling low.
A bad mental day, can turn into a bad mental week. You’re finding it hard to stay up on your feet.
Your work becomes hard, your love becomes cold. And suddenly you realise you’re fully alone.
Everyone has tried to help. They’ve tried hundreds of times before.
Sometimes you just want to lay on the floor. Pretend you don’t exist, say to yourself ‘it would be easier’.
Why would stopping yourself entirely make everything better? These are just bad thoughts. These are just bad days.
Bad days that have turned into bad weeks, bad weeks that have turned into bad times.
Your mental health can bring you down.
But you can make it out alive.
Dear you all,
Sometimes your mental health gets the better of you and you end up in a pretty dark place.
I’ve been stuck in not a great place recently, no ones fault but my own, unfortunately.
Hey, it happens to the best of us.
I wrote this down in order to try and process what was going on through my head. Reading it back makes me feel crazy, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t help.
Anyways, my point is that I know this is dark. But no one can expect to be happy at all times. Check on people.
Thank you for reading the dark side of my brain.
PS. I have linked mental health lines that can help when you’re at your darkest in previous posts. I will eventually just create a giant thread for one soon I think.